“I’m a journalist” I said, “What about you?” “I’m an artist” she replied, suddenly taking the time to look at my cleavage. I co...ld feel my pussy aching for her touch by now, and I was pretty sure that she felt the same way about me. She continued to stare at me then said, “So, do you want to come back to my place?” “I do” I said, finishing my drink off. “Good” she said, “When do you want to leave?” “Now” I said, standing up. She agreed and we went to her car, quickly. I am so disappointed but I know better than to complain. He steps back from the window. "Everyone can see how naughty and horny my little slave girl is now," he informs me. The blush is spreading through my cheeks. I am highlighted in the window and the people walking past in the gathering dusk look up at my bound and suspended body. I can feel the wetness between my legs increasing, glistening in the room's light. My nipples are pointed and my Master, after surveying me for a few moments,. Ja ghar chala ja.Wo bahut khush hua.Maine thodi der idhar udhar ghum ke socha ghar jake dekhta hu kya hota hai. Or mere pass to chabhi hai ghar ki.Main ghar aa gaya. Or chupke se darwaja khol ke kichen ke pass chup gaya un dono ko dekhne.Tabhi maine dekha ki nilesh hall me chair pe bitha hai. Or Neelu di uske liye pani lekar ja rahi hai.Didi ne salwar suit pehna hua tha. Blue color ka. Par uspe duptta nahi tha. Unke suit ki kurti ka gala bhi bada tha jidme se didi ke boobs kafi dekhte the.Didi. ” I couldn’t do it, could I? “Suck it, you bitch.” Hesitantly, I lowered my mouth down. My jaw was wide enough that it wasn’t touching anything but it was definitely inside my mouth; I could feel its heat on my tongue and the roof of my mouth. Unfamiliar aromas filled my nostrils. Something caught in my throat and I swallowed, automatically closing my mouth around the cock and literally swallowing it. I wanted to be sick just with the thought of what I was doing and tried to pull away but as.