"What did you call me?" she said quickly. Looking right at her I said in a slow draw "Fucking ... Bitch". She just looked at me with a look of shock a...d hatred. "Yes I called you a fucking bitch because that is exactly what you have turned into so don't act so surprised" I snapped at her. Her face grew red as she screamed "Well fuck you, don't come into my house and call me a bitch, just pick up your shit and leave." "Don't get your panties all in a bunch" I replied back to her. "Don't you wish. I laid down beside him with my pussy facing him. I asked him for some lube from the nightstand. He told me I wouldn’t need it as he sat up and reached his hand to my hairy pussy. He slipped two-finger up my pussy finding my g spot.Keith rubbed his fingers at it as I moaned loudly. This man had magic fingers. Within minutes I was squirting all over his fingers and the bed. Keith removed his fingers licking them dry. Keith fluffed up his pillows and leaned back against the headboard of our. I looked into her eyes and she also looked at me. We both had a soft smile on our lips.On daily basis, this was happening now. If sometimes she didn’t come at that time I would wait for some time. Otherwise, she would wait for me, pretended to read the newspaper. After one month we become friends, her name was Nithya, a Bangalore girl, her studies were over and she was looking for some job.We both exchanged our mobile numbers. My roommates were not aware of our friendship. Daily we talked on. Lynne’s shaking was visible as Aimee went between Lynne’s arms and wrapped a black mask tight over her slave’s eyes so now she couldn’t see anything. She then she gently dropped Lynne’s head down as far as it would go before tying a strap from the frame supports just tight enough across the mask and effectively anchoring Lynne’s head. Lynne was totally at the girl’s mercy now as she lay there naked stretched tight, unable to move other than to squirm a little.Although totally unable to see.