Before either even realized what they were doing, they were on the floor engaged in an almost primeval rutting that was energetic and raw. He was pump...ng into her like a man possessed. She was grasping onto him as if to assure that he wouldn't get away. There were times when he was riding her and times when she was riding him. They made loud keening noises announcing their orgasms.The session lasted more than an hour. Eve had never abandoned herself over to sex like that in her entire life.. “It was when we were in year eleven,” she whispered. “Do you remember Marcie Tremlow?”“I think so, yes. Why?”“She and Tee were vying for power if you remember. Even back then I was Tee’s closest friend. People like Becky Miller and Gina Reeves were only ever hangers on.” These were two of the four or five girls Talulah surrounded herself with when she wasn’t with our group. Sandra went silent.“So what happened?” I prompted gently.“Marcie and a couple of others trapped me in the changing rooms. The pointed reminder of who owned my body…the trousseau…he was going to marry me off to someone. No, that couldn’t be it. Could it? Master laughed as he saw the confusion play across my face. ‘You’re wondering why you would need a trousseau, aren’t you. I’ve always been a strong believer that every woman should lose her virginity as a bride to Eros. Free from all the inhibitions society places upon her and the act of sexual intercourse. I’m combining this belief with one of my more charitable. This is not my profession. Its my passion and am going social service of providing the right to pleasure to all those who are mingled up in the daily routing. A break out of this into the sex spa which i like to create has yielded good results as per most of my clients.Let me start with one of my first experiences which itched me to take the good work. I was traveling in a sleeper bus from Bangalore to Pune. Meeting friends in Pune had been a routine last year. it was a sleeper coach but the.