We talked about it all last semester. We even talked about it last night.”“Stop and think for a minute. You’ve told me your history. I’m going...to name some names — Becky, Jennifer, Katt, Stephie.”Shit. Girls who thought it was just going to be sex, and it turned out that they fell in love with me. And they hid it from me in some way, at least at first. Or, in Becky’s case, took it far more seriously than it was intended, at least at the time.“And she didn’t tell me?” I asked, exasperated.. Her nipples poked my palm as soon as I start caressing her breasts. She smiled with her eyes closed as I went down kissing her belly button.I removed the pants of her chudi, exposing her fair thighs slowly in a teasing manner. She wiggled her hips and raised it up to let me remove it with ease. Then She slid her panties off herself and my eyes gleamed as I saw her neatly trimmed pubic hair.I moved my fingers faster between her thighs, spreading it wide for my entry. She obliged willingly. As a matter of routine before retiring Anwar would pick a beautiful slave girl and chain her naked to the wall who he would abuse first thing after breakfast.For breakfast he had parathas mixed with aphrodisiacs that ensured he was energetic and horny throughout the day. He did a lot of work you see.He then gestured to his wives after breakfast to bring Lopa (The Afghan slave girl ) to him but they said they had plans of their own and smirked. So he decided to watch his three horny wives do. "Just do what you did last time," she instructed. "It's OK. I don't mind." Lay down on the couch this time and I'll kneel down next to you," I told her. "Yes, that's it." I leaned in and kissed her again on the lips. She took her free hand, the other was rubbing her pussy, and put it behind my neck. Pulling me hard into her she quickly sent her tongue into my mouth. She wasn't wasting any time. I put one of my hands on a breast and began massaging it.Breaking the kiss, she said, "Suck on them,.