Its pretty new, actually. I said, smiling at him, as i unbuttoned the first two buttons on his flannel shirt. He threw my t–shirt on to the floor a...d started kissing me, his hands moving up and down my flat stomach and on to my luscious tits, as I moaned quietly into his mouth. He undid the button on my shorts and pulled them down, then took a step back to look at me. My panties where skimpy little thongs, black and lace just like he bra. The way he looked at me was so arousing, like he wanted. It will get easier and easier.” She looked over her shoulder at her arriving sister slash slave. “There you are. We were just talking about you. Here, set your wine down. Did you get Moscato, too?” Connie nodded.“Ooops, Yes, Ma’am.”“Connie, you’re going to learn, but that wasn’t a ‘Yes Ma’am, No Ma’am’ question. You’ll know the difference before too long. Start with always using it, like you did, and we’ll figure it out together. OK? Nod this time.” Connie giggled, and nodded. She is pretty.. She came in wave after wave of the most exquisite pleasure; mouth open and watering, eyes rolled back and her entire body bathed in euphoric bliss.She melted into his arms; sitting on his lap with his cock nested snugly between her thighs. His eyes followed the long sensuous lines of her legs; from her delicately round hips to long, tanned thighs and muscular calves and finally, to her delicate feet. In his mind he heard music again but this time it was a rondo of the sumptuous symphony that. Only to have Sheila thrust back with an urgency. Her hands grabbed back at Thakur and she thrust her hips lewdly towards his loins. "Arrgggh!" shuddered Thakur as the assault from the woman ravaged him. He thrust back to quell her. Binita stepped forward. Sheila moved her legs from Thakur's shoulders to around his hips. Her heels hammered at the muscular ass, urging him to fuck them both to the grand finale. She clutched at his chest, her fingers mauling his nipples , hurting him. Thakur.