The old bitch had a keen eye for talent. She had hated his daughter, been cruel to her on the rare occasions they shared the same room. Callia was be...utiful, like her mother, and his wife had explained her view on the issue. Men paid a high price for a beautiful girl, sure. But Callia was exceptional, eager to please, and more than that, she had good blood. One both sides. Her mother hadnt been born a slave. Shed been captured by Lykos army, but before that shed led a strange cult of women. I was happy to play the role she desired, but was often told by her that I could be little more forceful. I would later find out that she had many rape fantasies, but that is another story for anther time. What I found to be the great contradiction was as much as she likes to be dominated. She also had a thing for being the one in control. One of her favorite things was for me to just sit back and do nothing as she ravaged my body. She would run her lips and tongue over every inch of me,. Within weeks things had progressed nicely. He’d come to join me at the bar, stand with his hand caressing the small of my back, his other hand resting softly on my knee. He was never assuming and this intrigued me, he was so different to the guys I was used to. But still I continued to maintain my distance, always leaving before the end of the night, never saying goodbye, and yet week after week he’d be there. Until one night he wasn’t. I was devastated, and proceeded to drink far more than. Main: – O! Ye to buri baat hai.Reshma didi: – Waise humare sath sex karne ki soch kar to tu bhi hilata hoga, hai na? Teri chaddi ke size dekha maine. Lagta hai ki tera kafi bada hai.Main unke muh se aisi baate sun kar shock ho gaya aur sharma gaya aur kuch nahi bola.Reshma didi: – Are ab sharmao mat. Waise kya accha lagta hai aunty mein?Main: – waise to main unhe ese nahi dekhta hu par unke boobs aur peeche ki hips thode bade hai.Reshma didi ye sun kar hansne lagi aur fir chali gayi. Firse.