"Ask MasterPeter if he would like to clean that finger for you." I said with atwinkle in my eye, that I am sure my loyal, faithful slut could read. Sh...was the perfect, polite slut to Peter, "My master wishes me to ask youMaster Peter, if you would be kind enough to clean my pussy juices off myfinger, please?" She held it up in front of his face and Peter, nottrusting himself to speak, just opened his mouth and took her finger in,sucking her delicious juices with obvious relish. After. She sked why not, then I said that her body had become loose now , then she came near me and said jijju I feel pity for u , I wish if I could get something for u , by hearing this I said deepa , I wana shar something with u she said sure jijju , I said deepa u look very sexy to me , I asways wana have sex with u , I love u lot, by hearing this she was silent for a moment, and then she came near to me , and touches my hair and said jiiju I also love u lot, I always think of u , and want to have. But to my surprise, the moment I screamed out of pain, he twisted it more. I cried out (not so loudly) and begged. “Sir, please …oh please stop , I beg you. Its hurting me, please have mercy. He was moving his hips against my back and he rested his head on my shoulder heavily and breathed heavily.He set one of my nipples free (right one). He used his free hand to stroke his organ. But at the same time the left hand pinched and twisted my left nipple with rage. He started to pull the nipple up. He wanted young, good looking and big boobs. As a success story from a small village in MP, Rajesh was a hot catch. Having come to Mumbai when he was 17, Rajesh had risen from mediocre circumstances and today was the owner of 3 garment manufacturing factories. He already had a factory when he first thought about marriage. He was 24 then and constantly on the lookout for sex.Rajesh was parent less but when an old village lady came visiting it was she who opened his mind about the possibility of.