.legs……Suddenly she asked me did you feel anything when I danced with you in the club.I don’t want to miss this chance, I just told her “Shrey... I wish ……..”. She asked me again, I replied her, “Shreya I really wish”…I think she understood what i meant. I told her that I have to go. Before leaving, I hugged her – this time I really felt the electric shock running through my body. She gave me a nice hug, her complete tits was touching my body- I can feel the aroma from her neck- I couldn’t. I don't know." I am such a retard.Sasha took a few steps toward me, jutting out her magnificent chest as always. Mesmerized by her wonderful flesh-globes I dropped my boxers and stared at her gorgeous frame. I was naked in a bathroom with two beautiful teenagers that wanted to fuck me. There really was no reason to get dressed. I stood up straight, proud to be naked, kind of, and tried not to look nervous, which I naturally was. I mean, on a normal day, I would feel petrified standing naked in. Master wanted me to wear makeup for parties and so had taught me what he wanted and I now carefully applied the foundation and blush and heavy eyeliner and shadow just the way he liked. Slaves don't really have egos, at least we're not supposed to, but I was used to men drooling over me and as I looked into the mirror checking my work, I wondered what it was in me that they liked so much. My hair was dark and longish, my eyes blue, my face symmetrical with what I had heard called a chiseled. Let it be a no strings attached affair. I might call myself a Slut after a few days, but I really don’t care.Me: Gosh! You have turned me on just by your words.Neerja: Stop talking and show me how much you are turned on.Saying this, she started rubbing my cock over trouser. Shit, she was truly experienced and it showed it in every move she made. Within seconds I ejaculated in my trouser.“You are truly turned on baby”, she winked at me.I grabbed her neck and started biting all over. She hugged.