I wasn’t hungry after an event like that. Ean followed me around as if he was lost. I had the biggest smile on my face and I couldn’t wait to get ...way from him. I couldn’t look at him. My face blushed deep deep red if I looked at him. I could feel the blood in excess there. Somehow Ean’s emotionless face made it almost funny. He could be thinking anything. We could have just done the dirtiest thing in the world, and if he walked out in front of our grandparents, they wouldn’t have a clue. I. I found that at that age she made a few heads turn. She was my supervisor and we worked for one of the departmental stores at Mandaveli in Chennai and being late Feb it was time to take stock of the commodities which were all holed up in the fourth floor of the building. Thilaga was 26 years older than I was at the time but she had a problem she had just started to work in her life due to vacuum created by her husband’s demise. I tried my best to help her out as much as I could. I even covered. I started down by her still protruding clitoris and licked right up between her tight but exposed lips to her arse. Flicking my tongue around the browny-pink rosette of her arsehole she twitched uncontrollably as my hands opened her cheeks wide and I flicked my pointed tongue just into the opening.“Aaaargh, Ooh that is so good” she squealed; shifting her knees wider apart on the seat.“That looks so horny”, Carl intoned from behind me.As I continued to lap at Gosia’s widely spread pussy lips and. Next it pans to the grassy area around the pool. The grassy area has short posts scattered through out the entire area. The voice now speaks and says the posts and frames are for public display and use. This means that any slave that is chained to the posts or frames can be used and tormented by any Master at his will. The slaves must remain secured in the manner that her Master chained her but anything else is up to the other Masters. Detailed slaves will rub their bodies with suntan oil.