It was just pleasure. Neither of us wanted to stop. I grazed my lips on hers and felt her arms coming around me to hold me closer.We were cuddling aga...n and this time, my bare chest was on her boobs. We didn’t know when our clothes came off. My cock was brushing on her soft thighs. She wrapped her legs around me. Our hips were moving. All the caressing already made me hard.We were kissing as if there was no tomorrow. Her fingers wrapped around my thick cock and she let out a moan as she placed. . Yes, yes, I ... I understand!" she replied cowering."Now, where is the bedroom?"Her hand and voice quivering, Niomi pointed down the hall. "In there." Go on," he said pushing her.Close your eyes -- and keep them closed!" he ordered as they entered the small bedroom.Afraid to do anything else, Niomi complied and so did not see the man pull a palmcorder from his pocket and set it on a dresser where it was mostly hidden by some framed photos and other personal items, and set it to record. Not. She was doing her PhD at home when I was first standard. She used to teach me Vedic math sometimes when I go her home. She used to give puzzles and asked me to solve them. Uma aunty doesn’t have any kids. Her Husband was a government employee. I was also close to Uma aunty as she knows me before even I know her and I also used to visit her house, hug her, and kiss her when she asks our brothers to kiss her for a chocolate. We take chocolates form her and used to return the favor with kisses.. The room was dark-- I didn't know if Master was still inside. I tried to sit up, but my ass hurt badly, and I was exhausted. I collapsed on the ground.I dragged myself to the corner of the room and started to spit. My mouth and throat were caked. My hair, that had been so beautifully smooth when I woke up, was sticky and clumped. The biggest towel in the world couldn't have dried me off-- my maid costume had cum in all of its folds.I wanted something, anything to call my own. Even my own name.