"Hi soldier, my name is Sarah. Is there anything I can get you? A book?" His smiled belied his injury, but he took one look at Sarah and lost all noti...n of his injury. By the age of 19, Sarah was every inch the woman. She had taken good care of herself. Continued plucking of her sparse beard over the past several years had almost completely removed it. Her diet had kept her weight at a trim 115 pounds, and the corsets she had worn every day for the last 4 years had given her a very svelte. Athani chestalaku naa vollu vedekki pothundi. Nenemi anaka povadam tho thanaki chala courage vochindi. Aaroju nenu vonta chestunnanu. Amma snananiki vellindi. Annayya naa venuka cheri thana danni naa pirralaku vottutoo “sudha ummm. Nee venuka choostunte naa mathi pothundi. ” ani naa bugganu muddu pettadu.“Annayya emitidi? Vodulu amma vostundi” annanu kangaruga. “thanu ravdaniki ½ hour paduthundi” antoo naa cheera kuchella lo cheyi dopi naa dimmani adimadu. “sssssmmm annayya aaahhh voddu” annanu. "She's in the shower but won't be long. Please," the maid gestured to a couch on one side of the room, "make yourselves comfortable." Comfortable" was not the word that could be used of Cherie's husband. Paul was sat on a heavy wooden chair on the far side of the room, held there by thick ropes and with a large red ball gag wedged in his mouth. He was still wearing the grey silk suit that the girls had seen him in earlier but drool from his gagged mouth stained his jacket and a dark patch. I imagined him plunging his dick into me and fucking me silly. I pinched my nipples. I started to sweat. I felt the orgasm coming, and made Rick stop for a few minutes. I was breathing really hard. He stimulated me some more, masturbating my clit in circles. I tensed up as I felt the edge of orgasm approaching yet again. He stopped at the last second, not letting me explode just yet. Normally we started and stopped about three or four times, but it was the sixth time already, and he wouldn't.