Naturally, she was not yet accustomed to duties of that kind. But, gradually, she would become acclimatised. Soon, they would seem almost normal. Her ...ighness had not returned to that part of her suite. That, of course, made no difference however. Each slave-girl stayed precisely in position ... until Miss Reva arrived to lead her away. How grateful Belle was to sink into the warm bath and have Tessa massage her sore muscles! “Dear God,” she said, “at one time, I didn’t think I could hold out.”. We decided to meet at her place the next day. She got a beautiful home in thaltej area of Ahmedabad. She was alone at her home.Dressed in red knee length one piece, her perfume was making me mad..it’s fragrance was so appealing, her long shiny silky hairs and glossy red lips, fair sexy legs I think she waxed her legs last nite, her breasts cleavage was visible and a tribal locket in a silver thread was adding start to her beautiful breasts and neck…She offered me a sharbat and sat just near me. You pushed my top aside and nibbled on my nips, whilst going back to mess with my pussy.You whispered in my ear that we werent alone a couple of the bar workers, kept looking in case we needed anything. I no what I need I told you, and today is their lucky day!!You took off my bottoms and folded my legs up behind my head then putting your cock in me you began to fuck me gently, so I felt every single bit. Long drawn deep slow thrusts, it was amazing, I asked you were they still there and you. Betty, our sheepish friend, was much more conservative. Her brown and white pencil skirt with a modest side slit almost reached her knees with a narrow, conciliatory, red leather belt. Her white silk top fluttered between shapelessly ballooning and clinging to the top curves of her full C-cups. I stared a moment at what looked like darker circles against the blouse. Could she really be braless for a change?After hugs and kisses all around, even shared with Davy, I reached out and, as everyone.