.my heart is beating wildly, my breath is keeping up with it, and my eyes tear from fear... As his hand lays on my mouth, and his eyes stare into me.....my body feels hypnotized, I feel my cunt throbbing more heavily than before, my nipples and clit are aroused...I'm fully naked...I didnt even get the chance to get the towel...with the other hand he strokes my cheek and caresses my ear, pushing away my wet hair,it then slides down my neck...and I weep in fear...as he slowly loosens his hand on my. After their departure Badrul went inside to meet the hermit, he looked very confident as he was an old disciple of the hermit.We were waiting outside and after about 15 minutes Badrul called us to enter into the hermit’s special room. The hermit was about 40 years of age and he was bearded and long haired but fair complexioned. His eye-sight was very lusty when he stared at Farida Apa. I became some doubtful about the hermit and decided to watch carefully. He asked some question to Farida Apa. .you are my good little slut, aren't you?" "yes, my Love i am your good little slut" as i blush again. my heat is rising again as i feel his hand caress my thigh before moving to my shaved pussy. Someone comes into the room headed for the restroom and i try as hard as i can not to make a sound as Master's fingers slowly slide into my slick pussy. "mmmmm my pet is very wet." he whispers before kissing me deeply, partially to keep me quiet and partially because he knows that it makes me melt. She was wearing a jersey from her favorite team.Soon after, the other two guys, one being my friend Freddy, who had helped me get this job right out of college, arrived.After I was told that that was all the attendees, I groused, “This sucks, no females.”Bob motioned toward his brunette wife, who was at the front door, greeting the pizza delivery guy. “What is my wife? Chopped liver?”“My mistake, boss. I meant eligible females.”Freddy replied, “We are here to see the game, not get laid.”“We can.