Just tell me what you desire me to do." As I spoke these words I began to feel that ache in my pussy, the arousal, and growing need. "You will find ...nother to join as a slave."My mind raced with possibilities on how to provide what my master desired. How would I bring this up with someone else? How could I get them to submit as I had? Would trying land me in some sort of an asylum? As I thought, I failed to notice the new tentacles pushing through the mirror. Soon, my feet had left the. It would be around 32 28 36. I was happy at last; I collected the cash and returned.As days passed I used to regularly visit home for official purpose and talk to her, some times she would even give some food and sweets to eat. So gradually she became close to me little by little. I use to call her bhabhi bhabhi… They had one kid and that kid also became very close to me. So I almost became a member of their family. They used to wish me on birthdays and festivals and in return I would do the. At least not about George’s somewhat obvious attention to my physical charms. I am an attractive woman, one used to turning heads, a natural blonde with a well toned, tan body, who wasn’t adverse to showing it off a little, rather then hiding it behind frumpy sweaters and sweat pants. Nor was I shy about a little harmless flirtation, once I realized that Tina didn’t feel threatened by it, not that she should. A few years older then me, she was just as attractive, only where my looks were of the. Wo uski gf thi. Pooja jise main jaanti thi. Thodi der me wo use sex ke liye prapose karne laga. Mere man me tandak si daud gayi.sochne lagi ki bahi itna bada ho gaya hai ki sex ki baat karta hai. Thodi der baad wo mujhe dekh ke hadbada gaya or phone pe bola ‘ kal mil kar baat karte hai”… Maine kaha karle baat main nahin sun rahi. Phir usne phone kat diya or haum baat karne lage. Maine usse baato baato me pooch liya ki pojaa ko wo kitna pasand karta hai. Us din wo bahut khush tha.Per doosre din.