You had gone down to get us some drinks from the bar. When you came back I was fully dressed again, we sipped our drinks and talked some more. I was s...tting on the corner of the bed, you were sitting in the desk chair. You held your hand out to me. I walked over to you and leaned down close to your face and kissed you, tasting your cocktail in my mouth. I grabbed my phone to put on some music, and the first song on there was by Paula Cole… Feelin’ Love. Sexy. How convenient, I thought. I knelt. Clothespins clipped on my nipples send a dull steady pain through my chest. The afternoon sun beats steadily down on me. The beads of sweat running down my body make me even more uncomfortable.Anita lounges naked a few feet away in the shade of the patio, enjoying her cigarette. She grins at me. ?You can’t be suffering too much, slave. You’re still aroused.?Damn her, she’s right. Maybe it has something to do with how cute she looks with her shoulder-length blonde hair in pigtails. Perhaps it’s. As the thunder and lightening began to crackle around the house the door to my room opened and my mom walked in and lay face down on my bed. I waited a few minutes for her to settle down, my cock as hard as a crowbar. Shortly I reached for her nighty and lifted it up her back exposing her soft and very ample ass. Placing my one hand on her ass with the other, I didn't grab my cock. Instead I opened the drawer of my nightstand and took out a small bottle of Vaseline I had stolen from the. He said in very casual manner. nothing abnormal i felt and i agreed to his proposal.Then we went to 3rd floor,in his room..He took his shaving kit,toothbrush,perfumes etc and started putting it in his bag. “Is anything wrong bharati?” he asked.I was standing there and suddenly i turned my back towards him…there were tears in my eyes..”No si..r” my voice was breaking too. and suddenly i felt warmness of his hand over my shoulder..”Tell me bharati…whats wrong..?” he was caressing my shoulder.