”He stepped forward and slid a single finger down the slave’s body beginning at her shoulder and continuing down one side of her back, over the cu...ve of her buttocks, down back of her leg, stopping finally when he had reached her heel. As his finger slid down her body, her squirming increased significantly.“You seem to be a little warm,” he said derisively. “Perhaps that is because this oil which has been sprayed on your body has been marinating ghost peppers for the past week.”The slave’s wail. I knew Bittoo and Raman did not like my reply and now they started treat me like a whore and Raman without any soft feeling pressed my breast so hard that I screamed in pain and bitoo thrusted his penis with great force and make me shout in ecstasy and nowI was not in senses and don’t know I started moaning loudly and seeeeee and oh ohoh and mar agyee pleaase dheeeere and jjjjjoor ssseee kaaaaaaroo na words coming from my mouth and in excitement I started abusing bittoo like Bittooooo mera. I felt him unbuttoning it and my breasts getting exposed and, concentrated on the kiss, it was way less embarrassing that I thought it would be, until he stopped and pulled away of me a little to have a clear view.I was panting with my arms over my head and my eyes were teary, while his were focused on my nude chest."Your breasts... They are wonderful. Just look at this..." he said while one of his big hands cupped one of my tits and started massaging it.I was always proud of my breasts, as. He said he couldn’t believe we were going to do all this and he hoped it would go off with no hurt feelings or jealousy.We arrived at the hotel at around seven in the evening. My husband again prepped himself. Me thinking he was more of a picky female than I was. It made me laugh thinking of him that way. One of the things I love about him, I guess.When he was out of the shower, I did his makeup and hair. He didn’t want slutty, he just wanted the sexy housewife look, so we went with pink.