She was enjoying rubbing my skin front and back, too, and it was becoming obvious that I was enjoying it. Her nipples lightly brushed across my arm an... my erection came to full attention.“Hey Melody, does that thing ever go down?” Bree asked.“Not if you don’t fuck with it,” Melody answered promptly. This elicited a bunch of groans, including one from me.“Okay,” Sandra said as she tugged me toward the rearranged daybed. “This is scene two.” She pushed me down on the bed. For a minute I thought. After reading thousands of stories on this site I thought even I should also write about somethong I saw. So the incident is happened about 9-10 months back. Jab hum puri family papa, mummy, mera bhai n main hamare gaav gaye the mere bua ke beti ki shadi attend karne ke liye. Hum sab aurangabad(mh) me rehte hain and middle class hai but we r quite settled.Main abhi engineering 3rd year mein hu. Tab mein second year me tha. Hamara gav thoda pichada hua hai. Roads ki buri halat hain, log toilets. Cautiously? Why would he be cautious? New girl in the background? ‘Is now a bad time? I hadn’t heard much from you lately. I thought maybe you had a new friend or something.’ ‘God no!’ he cried. ‘Nothing like that, I’ve just been really busy at work.’ ‘Oh, OK,’ I said, twiddling the phone cord round my fingers and feeling unaccountably pleased. ‘You wanna meet up sometime? I’m free this weekend.’ ‘Yeh,’ he said. ‘Me, too. Can I take you out to dinner? Somewhere posh?’ ‘Oooh, fabulous! I’ll. " "Master, I can't! I'm still at work, Sir!" she protested in a whisper. "I beg your pardon?" "Oh!" I hung up. It was an hour and a half before I called her the next time. I wanted her to think about what she had done. I wanted her to think she was in trouble. I, on the other hand, was enjoying this game immensely. "Hello, My slut." "Oh, Master. I'm so sorry. I didn't think before and just..." I interrupted her. "If I ask you to do something, I expect it to be done. Do you actually think I.