We talk and catch up and soon herattention is drawn to my leather-clad slave.Sage says, "What a wonderful vision she is, I would love to cane her very...ound behind."I tell her that she is welcome to take her and enjoy her just make sureshe returns her in one piece, she agrees and hand Sage the leash and herkeys. I watch them as they make there way to the dungeon. I mingle withsome friends and after a bit I find my way to where slave-a is and forthe first time I get to watch her be played with by. Katie had just gotten out of the shower wearing a white untied bathrobe, ‘Who is that now?’ her blonde hair was still wet and clung to her tanned skin. She stumbled out of the bathroom as she walked towards the door. ‘Tap! Tap! Tap!’ Angela knocked again. ‘I’m coming! I’m coming!’ Katie shouted as she came to the front door, she opened it to see Angela. Katie gave her a big smile happy to see her friend. She said, ‘Oh hi Angela! I just got out of the shower..not really the best time to come. Until of course Eric in the heat of passion followed suit, Eric had on this baby blue g-string silk underwear. It was hilarious; I almost bust a nut laughing so hard. He said shut up he liked the way that they felt against his balls. Then Sara moved over to him and started to pull out his cock. Talk about tiny, this little thing was no bigger than my big toe. How the fuck did he get chicks with that little thing. Maybe in Minnesota small dicks mean something that they don't mean here. Anyway. The first time I saw my Mom having sex was when I was only 7 years old. Dad was away on another city to perform a puja which was his part time profession and asked Pappu uncle to stay at our house as Mom was scared to stay alone. Pappu uncle worked with dad in the same company and had his meals at our house against a contribution. He was unmarried and soon became a part of the family.He was requested to sleep in our drawing room. In the middle of night all of a sudden my sleep broke and I.