. Wo bathroom ke gate par khadi thi uske baal geele the aur usne bas – shirt dali hue thi niche kuch nahi tha..Wo 22 sal kit hi aur mein 23 saal ka....,,uski tange gori aur soft thi ek dum.. Jaise.. Amool walo ka makka aata hai na han apne bilul sahi sacha,….Upar se usne t- shirt ke neeche bra bhi nahi pehni thi..Isse uske nipple bhi halke halke dikh rahe the,,,panty to usne abhi tak pehni hi nahi thi…Bas uski t -shirt ne uski choot ko thaka hua tha,..Wo bala ki khoob shurat dikh rahi thi,,,,use. We turned and walked back to where the rest of our friends were waiting. The consensus was to swim, so everyone stripped off their shorts and t-shirts, and we headed into the lake.We spent nearly an hour swimming, splashing, and tossing a ball around before heading back to our picnic spot. Some guys came by and asked if anyone was interested in volleyball, and Mindy, Emmy, Liz, Royce, and Blaine all agreed to play. I checked with Clarissa with a silent look and with her approval, asked Maggie. “You do whatever he says?”“Whatever he says,” I answered. “I’m his sex slave. It’s so wonderful giving myself to him. To surrendering to his love. It’s so different than being a slave by force. Sven cares for me. He understands that I need to be owned. It was bred into me. But I don’t have to be afraid around him. I know he won’t ever harm me. He might hurt me.” My hand stroked her butt-cheek then gave her a pinch. “He might spank me or flog me. He might twist my nipples. But he knows that it. .. It was two weeks since Kimiko Saeki's mother had decided to send her awayto the Alderson Institute, a secluded but well-regarded boarding school - atleast, according to the literature they'd received in the mail. The elder Saekihadn't investigated much further - after all, the reason she was sending herdaughter to boarding school in the first place was that she hadn't the timeto take proper care of Kimiko. Perhaps a closer look would've warned Kimiko'smother that something was amiss about.