He was slow and gently, and I couldn’t help but pull my tits out of my bra and start pinching my nipples searching for that intoxication of pleasure...and pain. What had only seemed like a minute or two may have been longer, but I couldn’t tell. I let out a soft moan and he said, are you ready for me to make you cum. I kind of half smiled and said good luck with that, I am broken remember? He winked and said we shall see. His licks became more rapid and mor focused on my clit, I started going. It was good to know that her father was there for her. She glanced over at Bill and noticed that he was smiling. Curious what he found so humorous, she asked, “What’s so funny?”“Just picturing Ben Sanders and how he would react to seeing Dad or me angry if he does something bad,” replied Bill.“Oh, I didn’t think of that,” replied Melissa. Undoubtedly Ben would wet his britches at the sight of her brother angry. She didn’t even want to think of what Ben would do at the sight of her father angry. Hence due to my mother I developed relation with my sex slaves. After few days my mother left and asked aunt to look after me if I needed any help from them.Now I was very friendly with them. I used to visit their home whenever Sandhya had any doubts bcoz her mother would not allow her to my place and instead ask me to come there (for safety reasons). Things went smoothly between us. Once I had week-off on Wednesday. It was noon time and I was preparing lunch. Suddenly I heard a large sound. She gives really good head, especially when she's drunk, so cumming won't be a problem for you. I'll pay you after you show me the photo. And don't worry about getting into trouble. These society types are so pilled up you can slip out quick, and she'll be so drunk that she'd never recognise you again." He had been right - she had given good head. I regretted not having the chance to fuck her, God knows what she would have been like. I felt unsatisfied, but there was no need to worry - after.