Movie dekh kar sham ke 6 baje hum ghar ja rahe thay tabhi dost ne kaha bhai chal na kal tho main chala jaunga ek last baar pite hain maine kaha bhai e... botel lete hain ghar mein pite hain usne kaha ha thk rahegaFir humne ek bottle li 100 pipers ka aur starter liya aur ghar gaye aunty ne darwaja khola dost andar chala gaya mere hatho mein ek bag tha jaise he main andar ghusa mere hath se bag gir gaya wo dekh aunty ne bag uatha maine bhi maine ussi waqt aunty jo jhuki maine unka dud dekh liya kya. "Well bring it and we'll find Miss Thompson," Miss Bryant suggested, "Shall we go?"They made their way through several security doors and down labyrinthine corridors towards Miss Thompson's office.Miss Thompson was a no nonsense woman, fifty maybe, straight backed, small breasted ex Womens Royal Army Corps, her dark hair tied in a severe bun, and she spoke with an upper class military English accent which perfectly matched her pale English complexion."Has she started lactating?" Miss Thompson. The warmth of her innermost secrets flooded over me, and I found that the water was not as cold as it had been. In fact, I looked around quickly and realized that the green of the leaves seemed even more green, more alive.I grasped her hips and began to set up a slow rhythm, slide in, pull out, slide back in. After a few playful thrusts, I sunk myself as deep into her as I could and felt my balls nestled up against her ass and clit. She pushed back into me forcefully, and I had to reach out and. She had a somewhat severe look on her face, and I guessed that this might be Clara's mistress. My guess was confirmed when she began to speak."Clara, please be so kind as to tell me what is going on here." Her eyes swept over all of us, lingering on my little slave's bare breasts. I saw her purse her lips at the sight of those, and thought that she probably wouldn't be averse to a chance to play with them.Clara cleared her throat, and spoke in a very quiet voice. "Mistress, these customers were.