Chotu-kiyu bhai madam ko ghour rahe the naaPankaj(first painter)-aree bhai itna sunder pet hain teri madam ka ankhe ruki nahi kya kartaChotu-sahi hain...socho main kaise control karta houn jab ye sara din mere saamne nanga pet leeye gumti rahti hainPankaj-chordo ye sab isko yahan wapas bullao man nahi lag raha painting mainChotu(haste hue)-hahaha ye to muskil hain tum kuch bahne se bullaoPankaj-yaar ek kaam karta houn muje paani ki ek balti chahiye tum madam ko awas laga do main shankar ko bi. Wewill see." What's going to happen to Abby?" I asked."Why; nothing is going to happen to her, sweet pea. Now, don't worry yoursweet little head."I didn't want to be put off like that; that's the bad part of beinglittle. I said, "Yeah, but she gonna get to play volleyball or not likethat other girl?"Mommy actually gasped when I said that. My diaper was all hooked up, andshe picked me up and sat with me in the big rocking chair."How much do you know about all of that, JB?"I didn't know what to. Same same me!!! I lub tas'e cum, an my pussy, togedder. Tas'e good like dat." On that revelation, she went back to sucking his dick. It was evident that she was doing it for all three of us. ME, so I could enjoy the sight of her with another man's dick in her mouth. HIM, for the sensations it was causing him to feel. AND HERSELF, for the show-off factor, and the taste of their mingled juices. Even if there was no real need, she sucked his dick for about five or so more minutes.She saw that he. He would caress her and slap her alternatively with it all over in the spots allowed. Next he switched to the paddle and used it to slap her ass several times. While he would slap her ass he also reached around and tugged on the chain on her nipple clamps. Soon she was dancing and panting. Michael assessed her and asked, What color are we now slave? Still green Master, Silk panted wanting more. Michael gave her more in the form of the flogger. The flogger was one of his favorites as he could.