..seemingly not knowing that they had been these big burly menearlier in the day. I almost shared a sense of enviousness with them.Their sole purpose...now was to suck, fuck and please whomever wheneverand to bask in the glows of slutdom and the pleasure that inevitablythey were addicted to as sluts which is what made them so obedient.The thought quickly passed through my head, my mind possibly trying toexperience that adrenaline rush that I experienced earlier of power andpleasure. The last. After days of the self-control drills, he had finally learned to control his erection. He had, of course, failed initially when she kissed him but now he felt under control. The only way he could now lose control was:“How about you use that lovely mouth of yours?” suggested Gautam.All these days, she had ended their session whenever the turn of a blowjob came but she could not do the same today. They had lots of time left and he had progressed so she had to upgrade her techniques. The best tool. You kiss my bare chest as I reach down to slide your panties off. Only you aren’t wearing any so I feel the coolness of your ass against my palm. I lean back letting you see one eyebrow rise higher than the other inquiringly. You only smile and blow me a kiss. You slip your hands into the waistband of my boxers. Kneeling you pull my clothes over my hips, running your hands the length of my thighs to my ankles, as you pull them off completely. Seeing that my cock is hard you can’t help but give. I knew I had to make a statement now. I separated from her lips and told slowly, “I love you, didi. You are the woman of my dreams. I always imagine you close to me in all situations. I love you.”The words suddenly seemed to have entered her heart (or her mind). She suddenly started showing guilt on her face. “No Zaheer, this is wrong. We can’t proceed further. We should stop. Go home now.”I wasn’t going to listen. I was repeatedly saying how much I love her and began seeing her giving in to.