Her upper body, her thick, curvy hips, and figure…And it all consumed my developing desire of wanting more of her. However I started seeing Pallavi ...ace, and body again. Yes, that body of hers. Oh yes, that body…Her body, her lips, her breasts…Her thighs ….. Her rounded ass ……………all of her, again and I was going mad again, her plunging deep neckline gave a wonderful view of her unfettered tits which were fluttering to set free from the clutches of the soft fabric.She woke up and pulled me. ’ My turn to nod, ‘Oral sex is more than just talking about it. We both like giving and receiving.’ ‘You . . . to her,’ she said, as her eyes got real big. ‘Do you like it? Does she?’ ‘Yes to both. I like it when she sucks on my cock. . ,’ Aim winced at my language . . .’and I love the taste of her pussy.’ Letting her think for a minute, I refresh the coffee and rummage for sandwich fixings. I doubt she’s eaten anything all morning, and it’s almost lunchtime. She didn’t say much, but she. His voice was strong, like her Master's,and had an authoritative quality in it. But she was too overcome with despair. ?Letme go?I need my Master,? she continued to cry, ignoring his order. ?I amyour Master, now shut up, before I have to gag that beautiful mouth of yoursshut.? He said as he grabbed her other wrist, jerking it towards the otherbedpost. Quickly he chained her free wrist with the other fur cover cuff. Nowshe lay there, completely helpless to this man she had never even met. She wondered whether Linda had ever been caned before, but assumed not as she had come here for that experience. Maybe, then, she had studied being caned on some website which explained how best to present her bottom. Either way, Emma looked at Linda’s blue bruised bottom and knew that she was now going to add a dozen raised welts. As she thought that, she looked towards June and ordered, “Fetch me the cane, girl.“June had to admit to feeling flutters flying around her vagina as she heard.