Then one day I suddenly received a message from a guy as, “We are a couple and we need a slave for tonight, Are you ready?”Before jumping to any c...nclusions I wanted to clarify that they are real. So I asked him to verify his credibility. He sent me pictures of him with his partner dressed and naked. Now I was excited to the core.We both shared our likes and dislikes as well as my limits as a slave. After coming to an agreement we finally met. The story is my complete experience of that day. It. Perhaps they didn’t want to, or perhaps like most people, what they saw was what they expected to see.It was true that the photographs were incriminating. There was one of Colette and I going into my flat and another of her leaving the next morning looking dishevelled; a Saturday with Colette in a diaphanous nightie in her doorway snogging my mouth off and revealing she had no knickers on. I must have been going for the papers and pastries. There was another of Colette and me in her ground. How can I let this beauty go to a party all alone?” I said. She laughed. That evening she wore a red transparent saree with a sleeveless backless blouse. We reached the venue by cab. Except for a few of my dad’s friends, no one knew us. We sat in the corner most chairs in that hall. The guy who was about to get engaged himself came to us and welcomed us.“You must be Ramya. Thank you for coming,” he said. He still wouldn’t let go off my mom’s hand after shaking hands with her.“I’m so sorry my. Suya was holding his muscular thighs and trying hard to push him away but he was too firm. He pulled it out from her mouth and let her breath a bit before putting it again and fucked her mouth for a while like that. He then helped her to stand up. Whilst she was recovering and gather her breath he unhooked her bra and released her boobs. Her 40gg size boobs were hanging with her inverted tits bit firm due to excitements. He kissed one and tried to pull out her nipples with a gentle bite whilst.