I can't stand it anymore,please, I've been waiting for so much longer than you know..."I felt him shiver in my arms, and one of his hands slip between...mylegs, fingers tracing the damp shape of my mound through my panties. Icould feel his lips curl in a smile against my neck. I moaned inencouragement, tilting my hips even further forward, and his fingersfound their way quickly into the legband of my panties. He stroked mybare, overheated flesh far more gently than I wanted... I wanted himto. .you'd better open those legs further for me then hadn't you? That's it.Spread them nice and wide so your mistress can see everything... Bettermove those panties to one side to and set him free too." As he did as he was told to the sounds of the camera zooming in and out,she saw the size of him and said, "Someone's enjoying themselves aren'tthey? Well don't just sit there and waste it honey, get a good grip andlet me see some real action..."He gripped the shaft which still looked massive to her. Now I had to do his laundry. Might as well get it done now.I left my room and went down the hall to my brother's room. I opened the door and went in. My first though was holly shit, what a pig sty. I just could not believe how messy his room was. There were clothes thrown everywhere. The bed was unmade. His stuff left wherever. It almost made me turn around and leave. But a bet is a bet.Crap, this was going to be worse than I thought.Resigned, I grabbed his laundry basket and started picking up. And as if that was not enough, Imran actually rubbed her face all over the rim and cover making sure she ended up licking his urine excretion. A part of her was disgusted but she maintained her composure somehow.And it seemed only the beginning as he walked out of the bathroom calmly and asked Richa to follow him. She wasn’t allowed to wash or wipe her face even since he first spitted on her face in the rikshaw. But this time, Richa remained on her fours and crawled behind him. He relaxed on.