Meine uske jariye mina se baat karne ka iradha banaya.lakin dar rehta ki agar yeh nah kargai ya kisi ko bata diya to kiya hoga. Meine honsla ker ek la...ter likh use de diya .ki ise mina ko dedena .Mein use jitna bacha samjhta tha woh utni nahi thi .woh samjhgai aur boli app kudh de ayo. Meine jaiae waise use mana liya. Next day mein phir uska intzaar karne laga . Woh 7 o .clock humare ghar ayi aur aunti se baat karne lagi mein chath per chala giya to boh bhi bhana bna ker uper aa gai . Meine. Previously, with her "proper" master she had been blindfolded throughout the entire duration of her abuse. At the time she had thought this made everything worse. Not knowing what her assailant looked like, or where she was or what he was preparing all made her more frightened because her imagination added to her woes. But now, seeing the mad faces of her abductors, seeing as well as smelling the cock thrust at her mouth, seeing down her own body's nakedness were all things she would be glad to. Paul’s wife no longer felt it necessary to cover her body up. No robe, no t-shirt, just her God-given naked body. Carol was proud of it. The formerly timid wife was filled with a new dignified confidence in her naked form. She was especially proud of her flat stomach and her firm curved ass. Carol had worked hard to get that ass. Tina had taught her to love her own body and to love the orgasms it graced her with. In the gym Carol was working even harder now. Not for Paul. Not for the “image”. She felt the water run from her long locks, down her chest, across her breasts and jump from her nipples as she leaned over to pick up the towel. The position made her think of bending over in front of me to tease with the view of her firm ass, toned legs and swollen lips. Lips that feel like heaven when they are this swollen and freshly shaved. The smile on her lips grew even bigger knowing how she teased. An almost imperceptible little laugh escaped from her naughty side as she held that.