His hand wrapped around mine and helped guide the film. I wondered if he could hear my breathing pick up. He was inches away from me. Our bodies were ...ouching. “There, try it now,” he said. I felt his breath on me. He was inches from my face. I wanted to kiss him. But I sensed that he had moved back to his station. The reel clicked as I wound it up making it ready for the tank. “I am all done. Did you put it in?” he asked. Oh, how I wanted to put “it” in, but I don’t think that’s what he was. ?Now all of you assume the present position? and five of the sluts kneeled and places their hand behind their heads. Master has a ridding crop in his hand, he brings in down hard on Joyce’s tiny tit. She yelps in pain. ?What do you say slut?? asks master. Joyce does not say a word. He hits her again ?What do you say slut? Thank you master.? Joyce says ?Thank you master?. ?Let’s try this again.? said Master. The crop hits her again. She yells ?Thank you master.?Crack the crop lands. As I finished the coffee Sneha walked up and planted herself on my lap and started kissing me. Though taken aback by the sudden onslaught I started to fondle her and kissed back. My hands were roaming all over her body and she started tugging at my jeans. Breaking off the kiss she looked at me and said Ashu ” I am all in love with you from the moment I have seen you. It’s been 2 years since the birth of my kid that my husband has not touched me. My mother in law is a big spoil sport and is. . then the other leg... then grasping the waistband I pulled the panty firmly up so that the seam of my Satin Touch hose were now pulled snugly into my pussy lips and ass crack. I raced towards the door and opened it... naked except for my sheer pantyhose and heels... my tits were heaving with excitement, and tiny beads of perspiration were already starting to form in the valley between my tits... He was standing there... still wearing his uniform... his blond hair mussed... smiling slightly....