I started finger fucking her, Usha started moaning softly. My finger tips massaged her ‘g’ spot as my ring rubbed against her clitoris. I was an e...pert in finger fucking, applying the right pressure on her ‘g’ spot and rhythm. Her head was spinning from the intoxicating effect of the expert finger fuck and the knowledge that her landlord was doing this to her. I now mauled her entire crotch with my palms and was ruthlessly squeezing her monsusha could feel the warm sensation emanate deep from. And they were tight!“FU-UCCCKKK,” exclaimed Rhee.I forced my eyes from Heather to Rhee, who was not even looking at Heather, so I followed her eyes.I immediately understood Rhee’s sentiment. Neither of us had ever seen either Gracey or Liya in blatantly sexy clothing; now, we had. Gracey, whose boobs were second in size amongst us only to Rhee’s, was wearing a Daisy Duke outfit. She had on a bright yellow and black, short-sleeved, flannel shirt, the tails tied under her breasts and with a. They were making me feel Important.The other fellow also got a towel and started wiping my wet body. So there were 2 persons who were attracted to me and I was feeling like a queen.While wiping my body, he put the towel on my neck, slowly moved down the navel and squeezed my boobs. I said” what are you doing” Notthing bhabi – actually your clothes are also wet. saying this – he removed my pallu and started removing the saree from my petticoat also. Suddenly the other fellow who was drying my. His fingers moved harder, became more insistent, and his voice was low and rough in her ear. “Break for me, girl. There are no limits. You have no limits anymore…”Her eyes slid out of focus—she felt herself slipping down into her space, wanting more, wanting to please her Master however she could. She mumbled out her words, a string of nonsense mixed with pleading and whimpering. His smile bloomed wickedly and he pushed his fingers deeper, reminding her that she was His. She screamed, her.