This punishment not for she saw you. It is for you hide truth from me.Me: I am sorry mistress.. I never do that again…Kowsalya: now go prepare my di...ner.Me: yes mistress…I prepared dinner and serve her and she feed my like a dog throwing food… All this time I was cried in pain… After finishing dinner she sees tv and I am cleaning plates and table… Pain was reduce now… After that I went mistressMe: mistress works all done.Kowsalya: ok. Now massage my leg…Me: yes mistress….I am kissing and. I would go to work in the morning, do as little as I could do to get by and go home and be by myself. This night was like all the others. I got home from work, I fixed myself a drink, popped a TV dinner in the microwave and went to the family room and picked up my guitar. I had only been playing for the last six months. Throughout my life, I had always wanted to learn how to play but had never had the time. After Jennifer and Amber's deaths, one of my friends bought me a used acoustic guitar. I had been chatting to the two of them through the previous week. They seemed like okay guys. Andrew was tall and well built, a bit overly cocky but nice enough under it. His mate Dave was a bit out of condition, but a really nice guy with lovely big dark eyes. They were both early twenties, much younger than me at forty-four."Mind if we join you?" Nah, feel free," I said. Andrew eagerly stripped off and jumped into the pool. Dave looked a bit more tentative. "Come on Dave," I said. "You. ”“Do you like my cock?”“Yes, sir,”“Do you like my friends’ cocks?”“Yes sir.”“Do you want me to call more friends over?”We all laughed for a moment as I told him “not today.”“Do you want my friends to fuck you?”“Yes, sir.”Jay put me back on the floor on my knees, and they all stood over me.“Give me your hands,” Jay demanded. I extended my hands out, and he placed them on each of his roommates’ cocks.“Now, listen carefully, whore,” Jay began. “You should have a cock in your mouth, and a cock in.