Yeh to the introduction. Is story main (main =swati) leekh rahi hoon.Baat 1.5 year pehle ki hai jab winter ki chuttiyan hui thi. Ek din raat main sone...ko jaa rahi thi to didi ka phone aaya ki jijaji 1 hafte ke liye delhi aane vale hai. Maine poocha ki aap nahi aa rahi hai to bole ki nahi yaha sas ki tabiyat kuch theek nahi hai isliye main nahi aa rahi hoon per tum jara khayal rakhna. Main boli “don’t worry” main hoon na. Bhabhi aaye poocha ki kiska phone hai to maine kaha ki jiju aane vale hai. In any other setting, she would have been tempted to see how this electronic ordering system worked, but there was no thrill in telling a machine what to do. A machine had no feelings. A machine could not hear the haughty iciness of superiority that only a mistress could convey to a slave. No, Evelyn would wait to give her order verbally to #157.Gloria - 157 returned moments later with a tray holding a single glass of white wine. "Has mistress made a decision? Or do you desire that I leave. The feeling too good. I fell helplessly on the bed when she sat on my chest and continued to suck. Just in a few min I had cum right up her mouth. She didn’t stop and kept liking and sucking all the cum and drank it greedily. I had been finished completely. She stood in front of me with cum dripping from her mouth. Then she started stroking my cock till it was erect again. She squeezed it in between her breasts and stroked it again but this time before I could cum, I got up caught hold of her. .she had to see what he was doing with it, and leaned forward a bit further...Oh my god, he was licking it off his fingers!Her startled gasp caused his eyes to leave the screen and lock on hers. She was caught, and her heart raced with as much fear as increased excitement. He smiled, and stood. Without a word, he brought his cock to the hole, and pushed it through. It stood proud and erect, less than an inch from her face. Unable to control her actions, and perhaps unwilling to, she reached out.