This is just how I remember it.” Now that no light is directly in my face, and she's close and in full view, she's not intimidating at all. She's qu...te petite, maybe even skinny, and I can tell that her uniform doesn't fit. Her shirt is a couple of sizes too big, having a hard time staying tucked in, and her loose pants legs are cuffed a couple of turns. I can't tell how old she is – could be fifties or twenties, but by her voice, I guess pretty young. By now, I'm plenty excited to just go with. .....................Ingrid wants her and if Stella is part of it all the better.Meanwhile she removes the slave’s coat and bag, merely window dressing in case they had been exposed to public gaze by an accident, cuffs her wrists together at her waist and then grips her elbows behind her and repeats the process. This has the effect of making the doll arch its back and stick out its vestigial bosom as well as making it helpless. Finished she removes her own coat and Gloria takes that too, they. After a while, Ann said that we should go up to the bedroom. Taking me by the hand, she led the way. John came behind us. He lingered at the bottom of the stairs (he confessed later that this was to upskirt me). In the bedroom, John quickly striped off and sat on the bed. He was already hard. As instructed, I started to undress. Ann helped me with my zip then sat at her dressing table. It was thrilling to obediently strip for my audience. I felt strangely too shy to look directly at Ann but I. Vo sirf blouse aur panty me thi. Uska petticoat peechhe zameen pe pada hua tha. Sasur ji ka vishaal lund uski taangon ke beech aise phansa hua tha jaise vo uski sawaari kar rahi ho. ” Ooi maaa….. Pita jii…. Ye aapne kya kiya ? Chhoriye na humen.” Roshni apne aap ko chhurane ka naatak karti hui boli. ” Tum hi ne to kaha tha ki humara lund tumhen nazdeek nahin aane de raha hai. Dekho na ab problem door ho gayi.” ” Such aap to bare kharaab hain. Apni bahu ka petticoat koi aise utaarta hai ?” ”.