With each piece of clothing being liberated, a new thrill. The bra. My nervous giggle was now a searching hunger for more. Sir now takes the cuffs and...connects them to my collar. A strange feeling, the first of many. I am Italian. I like to use my hands, especially, to feel the other.His hands move quickly to my nipples, making me jump a little as I knew my first jolt of pain was coming. Would he play with them, squeeze them, lick them, suck them? A flick… Ouch, I thought. Not sure I like that.. Youbring out lusts in me that I didn’t know I had,” Jane breathed. I felt a tightness in my belly. Her words aroused me and yet,as always, they sent icy shoots of fear up my spine. I pressed my handsto my thighs. I let them drift upward. I gazed at my pubis, over mybreasts, and saw bits of soap bubbles clinging within the tight curls.I flicked at them with fingertips. “After your bath, we must continue your training,” Jane toldme. “But not here. Here things are too easy. . Of course that got me even harder. Heather knelt down in front of me and took my cock into her mouth with out using her hands; those were busy rubbing her pussy and ass. I was so close to cumming in her mouth. I watched her head bob up and down on my cock. I looked into her eyes and saw the total lust she had for me and I think she saw mine. I pulled her up off of my cock and laid her on the bed. I slowly began kissing and licking her naked body feeling her react to my actions. I started. Her figure of 34 26 38 came alive in her tight blouse. The blouse ended just at the boobs and her lehenga started way below her waist. Her large exposed tummy and got curvy kamar aroused me. She asked me to wait in the room. She brought water for me and while giving it to me bent in front to give me full view of her juicy boobs .She sat beside me on the edge of the sofa. I asked her nervously where is sir did she tell him about my coming or she forgot. She replied that she didnt tell him. I.