Mai roj kaam pe jaane laga. Meri dukaan ke paas ek makaan tha jisme ek ladki uska bhi or uski mummy rahti thi. Jab uska bhai or uski mummy kaam pe cha...i jaati wo chhat pe chad ke muje dekne lagti dhire dhire mai bhi uski taraf dekhne laga or hamari baatchit shuru ho gayi or ham dost ban gaye ek din maine din me hi beear pee li or mobile me blu filam dekhne laga. Mera lund poore josh me tha mai mai apna lund bahar nikal ke muuth maare laga tabhi muje laaga ke koi mujhe dekh raha hai maine upper. Inside the sprawling entrance hall, she cast her bag on the sideboard and removed her coat. She looked in the gold plated mirror. Mmmm, she looked good. Just them she heard a voice. ‘Hello mistress, would you like a drink?’ It was her maid Suzie. Mistress Karen turned and faced a small and petit, blonde hair girl, dressed in a short PVC maids uniform. Complete with apron and stockings. ‘Tea will be fine Suzie.’ She followed Suzie into the kitchen, where she sat at the kitchen table and picked. As they helped him he couldn’t help but notice their smells. This was something he really noticed on a woman. Each of his slaves smelt wonderful and unique. Stacey smelt clean and fresh, like a country day, Syndee smelt like an oriental shop and Silk smelt sensual. He wondered what each wore to achieve their smell. Then the idea accrued to him, as a reward, he would take them and buy them each a bottle of perfume. With this though in mind, he smiled and finished his coffee.“Let’s go slaves,” he. "Is this necessary Samantha?" Indeed it is Queen, but we have a little more work to get you totallysmooth, so just hang in there for now..."Queen? Did she really call me Queen? Has Jane been blabbing to her?Next thing I feel is my hands being lowered slightly but this is only toallow Samantha to force my legs apart and a leg spreader being attached,then I feel a razor blade being used on my balls and around my anus to avery strict level. Needless to say I stay very still and quiet as.