But your phone rings again... you have to take it... you sit down in the chair by the window over looking london... I cant resist the view either and ...ome over to you and look at you with a naughty look in my eye... I drop to my knees in front of you slowly and look at you to test your reacting, you seem to be ok so I slowly undo your shirt buttons from the bottom up so I can see and kiss that sexy tummy of yours... I cant resist undoing your trousers either...this whole time your on the phone. It seemed like mere seconds before I felt a dick down my throat and deep in my cunt. The crop was being used on my sore tits as I was fucked over and over. Dick after dick filled me and covered me in cum. My ass was stretched and filled, with so much cum, the dicks could just plunge in, thrusting hard and fast right from the start. Master would strike my clit with the crop every time there was a change in dicks using my cunt or ass. My hands were in constant use as well, as dicks would be. I sat at breakfast differently than usual inthe effort to make sure that nothing of my lingerie could be seen. Yousee, if the material of my sweater got pulled tightly across my chest,then the semi-circular metal frame of the cups can be seen, and thecrumpled material above.Mom noticed something as I sat there with slightly squeezed-togethershoulders, of that I am almost positive. I was looking for an excuse andwas about to say something about a scratchy pullover. At the last secondI dropped. The toes had pink color nail paint. While giving the snacks I saw her fingers having a red color nail polish. Other than that she was not having any makeup.I was surprised to see her not wearing her mangalsutra. Just then Radha called, “Didi aapka mangalsutra bathroom mein hain, le lo.” She said, “Ok Radha shelf ke drawer mein rakh do.” I was looking at her questioningly. She said, “I wear the mangalsutra only while going out.”She continued, “At home, I prefer to be free of any jewelry. Radha.