For the past few days, however, her dreams were almost monopolized by Marge. And the dreams were far from innocent. Marge was the mistress and Kat was...the sub. She served her mistress in every possible way, including sexually, and her mistress bound her and punished her and used her. But she could never tell Marge about those dreams.“Sometimes. You have been in my dreams occasionally for as long as I have known you.”“That’s sweet. Thank you.” She gave each nipple an extra tug. “Tell me about. I asked them to get some face cover…To cover my face they got some face cover i wore it and sat with open legs….I called black guy first and asked him to do it for more.All came near to me…One by one did fingering for few minutes……When got completed it was to celebrate happy new year…..One by one kissed my lips and some gave love bites on check, lips and on boobs and wished me happy fucking night.We went from there to hotel which there opposite to Wipro gate at electronic city….When we. I could feel it was hard and wanting to be stroked. But I wanted to keep the fantasy in my mind going.I went back to my fantasy where I was on my knees in front of my fantasy hunk. I would put my hands on his legs and rub up and down, staring up at him. I could almost feel my mouth water in anticipation. I thought about reaching up and grabbing the waistband and start slowly pulling his shorts down so I could see his wonderful cock.Just then I heard rustling in the water behind me. I. “I wonder when she did start, we’ll have to ask.”“Yes, and I bet it wasn’t ‘emotional’!”“No I bet! So, now anyway that’s got him thinking about us kissing, having bushes, Mum starting at fourteen and being seduced by teachers with being curious about sex. What next?”“How about shaving?”“Great idea!”“Dad,” I started as we were finishing breakfast, “some of our friends at school say boys are telling them to shave, you know, ‘down there’. What do you think?”“I don’t think that’s appropriate at.