Rakhi who had never had sex in her life was not very much aware of what was going in my mind. We sat for the coaching and I started with reproduction....When I reached to reproductive organs i could feel that she was getting conscious of my stares on her boobs which were quite visible thru her wet dress.Noticing this I put my hand on hers to turn her on. I was in all mood to satisfy my hunger for this slut tonight. Rakhi protested and said she wanted to go home. I told it was too stormy to go. The guest looked back down, watching the length of his cock slide in and out of her mouth, the feeling was…exquisite. A movement and noise from the side of the room interrupted them. They looked over to see the husband, smiling with the camera held to his eye. ‘Oh, don’t stop, please keep on doing what you are doing,’ he said. So they did. The guest reached down to help her to her feet. He pulled her close, her erect nipples pressed against his chest as he kissed her. He could taste his cock on. Someone was talking to me. His name was BlackMaster4subs. I typed, ? Hello sir.? He had me describe myself in detail and my situation. I poured out my story. It felt good to tell my secret feelings to a stranger. He asked where I was located and I told him. He told me he could use a slave slut like me to entertain customers in his bar in New Orleans. I told him thanks and that I was sure I would get plenty of sex there, but I also told him that I was already owned by Jacob. He assured. "I've never seen anything like this, I mean I like a game of snooker but I've never played on a table like this."Our games room was finished in the same mahogany as the billiard table and had French windows with thick red velvet curtains opening out onto the patio area and an expensive looking pine outdoor setting. But it was when Morrie led him out to the patio that he almost choked on his beer as he saw our spa and the huge fenced-in swimming pool surrounded by timber decking and.