Hum ek baar out of station (mere chacha ke ghar) gaye the mein mere papa, bhaiyya, bhabhi or nandni bhabhi (mere tauji ki bahu). Hum wahan pahuche tho...i der mein jub mien sub logo se mil liya to mien toilet bhaga kayon ki mujhey toilet bahut joor se aa raha tha. Mein teji se toilet ke aur bhaga. Mien darwaje ko teji se khola or under gaya udhar meine upni bhanhi ko niche sae nunga dekha. Unhone bhi mujhko dekh liya tha mien boli “o sorry mein abhi aayi.” Mein bina kuch bole bahar aa gaya mein. I want to hear you whispering your longing into my ear, your breath to be breezing over my senses, to have my neck arching into you as your words paint a picture in my mind. I want to be surrounded by the simple experience your hands sliding mine down my body, feeling myself as you want to feel me, the way you would use your fingertips to hit every secret spot of pleasure; the gentle squeeze of my waist; your thumb running down my breastbone taking in every dip and rise with my breathing. I. The hands stopped roaming and after a while Kimmie opened her eyes andstopped her lustful moaning. In the mirror Master fixed her eyes,looking straight into them as she whispered in her ear: "You are thelongest serving cunt I have ever had. No other useless slave shit haslasted so long as you and you continue to make money for you, as is yourpurpose". Kimmie's heart swelled with pride and sorrow. Pride at beingable to serve Master for so long and for being able to make him so muchmoney. Sorrow. ”I groaned, couldn’t take it any longer, pushed Dani up, needing to finish what we were doing. She admonished me, “No, not until I’ve told you.. all of it.”Another groan, a frustrated one, and instead of my hands on her hips, I wrapped them around her body, pulling her tit into my mouth a little harder.I heard a whimper, then, “I went in the bedroom… had makeup there, was shaking so bad could hardly put on my lipstick, perfume… and took my bra off.” Another moan when I switched to her other.