”“No perhaps not but Olia is saying it all the time.”The robe material felt almost like liquid metal. It felt smooth and not at all like a fabri.... It was also quite cool and that I thought was worth it, on a humid and hot world like this. A darker metal like belt appeared all by itself and girded the garment around the waist.“Hey that isn’t bad at all I could get used to it, even though it reminds me of a very dark episode of my life.”“One is pleased that you find Narth garments acceptable.”I. This was 6 Months back in Mumbai, India. I was working as an analyst in company, under a cute Punjabi Boss Mrs Anita. She was 36, 5ft 6 inch, with perfect curves. No one would think of having sex with her. She was so aggressive, very strict and used to maintain distance with every guy in our company. I never realized my dreams come true that time. One fine Saturday afternoon, we got some major problem relating to our main product system.I tried to figure it out all the day to find what was. After a couple minutes I changed things up. I had them switch positions, but then moved my body further up between Jenny's legs so I could kiss and lick her pussy. I then turned Valeri's body away from me before pulling her in close. Jenny's pussy was so warm and wet as I kissed around her pussy and licked and fingered her clit. I caressed Valeri's body feeling my way up and down. I lifted her one leg so I could better feel her pussy. The girls began to moan again. I spread Valeri's pussy lips. She grabbed my face and stuck it back down into her pussy. I told her I was tired and she said she didn't care. So here I was, my head stuck in my friend's pussy and what I enjoyed about a minute ago was now pure torture. She pushed me around for about another hour. Then let me go to sleep. When I woke I was chained to the bed-my arms and legs- and it was daylight outside. I asked what time it was and she said 12:30. I was surprised I had slept that long, and that I hadn't woke when she chained.