I told her the bucket was her toilet and she must keep the lid on it when not in use. She nodded her understanding. I told her she was filthy and sho...uld use the wash stand. I also told her she would make every effort to keep herself clean. She nodded again.That evening, after the twins had been tucked in, I went back down to Eve. I found her at the table with the thin blanket over her shoulders, looking somewhat cleaner. The basin water was dark. I nodded to myself and carried the basin. Yaha bhagwan ne meri sun li. Jab mera nam aaya to mujhe jo guide mila wo Bengal ki thi. Mrs. Archana Chatterji nam tha. Wo ek college me professor thi. Umar lagbhag 40 sal ki hogi but dikhne me bahut young lagti thi. Bahut gori to nahi but sawli thi. Chuche bade bade the. Size to bad me batauga jab usne mujhe bataya. Wo hamesha saree me rahti thi. To yaha se mera or unka parichay huya. Hum 1o din tak sath rahe. Sath sath khana pina hone laga. Wo kam time bahut strict thi. But mere jolly nature. “Fuuuuuck,” she moaned, shoulders slumping forward. I didn’t linger long. A few lazy licks before my cock was hard as steel. I shifted her ass up a bit and shoved myself inside her sopping wet pussy, all the way to the hilt. I held myself inside her for a moment, enjoying the pulsating heat. Then I moved slowly, my cock squelching in and out. “Fuck my tight little pussy,” she begged. I grunted and pumped a few more times before withdrawing completely, sweat beading on my forehead. Her hips. "What does that even mean?" asked John, bound as normal by his arms andlegs to a huge satin sheeted double bed. He was meant to have adeprivation day but the two ladies had received other instructions fromMadame."Now she has gone to a lot of trouble. She wants your first day underher charge to be a memorable one and so the outfit you wear must also bememorable."Joan and Barbara were eyeing one another and laughing. They carried acouple of neatly packaged boxes secured by pink silk ribbons with.