I think he has masturbated using your bra and panty, and ejaculated his semen on them "I said, " Yes, Balwinder. I too think so. Oh God! What should w... do now? "He replied, " Simran, listen. We have known Hardayalji since years. He is a good man, but very lonely, since his wife died. He may not have been able to control his sexual desires. Hence, he must have fantasised about your body and masturbated on your undergarments. But, let us keep silent. He has not harmed us. So, we should not be. “Yes, Katja,” she said, her voice warm.“I got…I got some photos today. They’re…” I stopped.“Yes?”“They’re… disgusting. Oh, why did I go with you and Ivan? Hans wanted to take me home, and I…”“Katja, stop it. Saying ‘If only…’ and resorting to wishful thinking never helps anything.”“But Kristol!” I wailed, “Please don’t let anyone see these, please! They would ruin me… and what would my parents say? Oh…” I didn’t try to pretend to cry but went silent.“Katja, calm down. Ivan has no wish to harm. She shuddered as I did, and then I headed north, looking for her tender, delicate and prized clit which I would suck on for a few minutes. After a few moments, she shook violently and let out a cry that sounded more like anguish than pleasure. I’d realised she’d had too much pleasure and immediately stopped; I learned a long time ago that orgasm denial is a powerful tool when breaking a woman, and I had no intention of allowing her to climax yet. It was time for more punishment. I returned to. A blinding light flashed between my mind and my eyes, and when I finally regained some consciousness, that cock was in front of my face, taking hot spurts of cum on my nose, cheeks, and finally into my mouth. . I heard Victor tell him to get off of me, and for a moment I just laid there, face and body splattered with cum, and my pussy buzzing from both the coke and the cock. "You okay, Nina? Ready to be unshackled?" he asked, barely getting out the last word through his laughter. "Yes," I.