Today I wasn't just sitting around ... waiting until the FBI tugged at my leash.Today I was waiting for my beautiful and self proclaimed slave to walk...in ... with a cup of coffee no less.That made me smile.A small knock rapped on the wooden door to the study."Come in," I called out.The door creaked open. Sarah padded slowly into the room. Her eyes were focused down on the ground in front of her. She was carefully not looking at me.She was holding a steaming mug in her hands.Her dress was even. ‘Rahul, if you give me washing soap I will wash my cloths’ I called out to Rahul.“Don’t bother. There are maids or my aunts will wash. Leave them. Have you finished, can I come in?” he asked. When I said yes, he came to me took my hand and guided me to our room. The crowd dispersed.“My God, you really got carried away. You do want to get banged by every cock, don’t you?” he asked in wonder.“Do you think I can do that, without permanent damage to my pussy?” I asked him doubtfully.Rahul laughed.”. Miss Patriot however, could be there much faster. The heroine then walked quickly out of her room and used the fire escape to leave her apartment unseen by her neighbors. She then jumped in her vehicle and drove quickly to the jewelry store. Miss Patriot pulled her car down the alley on one side of the jewelry store and parked. She didn’t see any other vehicles, so the heroine didn’t know if the criminals were still inside or had already left. She did though see the fire door that had been. She got up to unlock the door just as her brother tentatively turned the doorknob.She unlocked the door pulling it open quickly, her brother's hand still on the knob. Dale's eyes bugged out when he saw his mostly naked sister standing there with her little breasts fully exposed to him."Get in here!" She growled at him, pulling him into the room with a firm grip on his arm. Before Dale knew what was happening he was pushed onto his back on the bed. Jill pulled her pretty yellow panties.