Me: mom, phir aap hi hath laga do, per ise shant kar do.Mom: tu chahta hai ki teri maa puri nangi hoke tere lund ko hath se hila ke tere lund ka paani... nikal de.Me: yadi aap mujhe lund chhune nai dengi to yahi chahta hoon main.Mom: thik hai phir pura request kar.Me: mom, please mera lund phat raha hai. Use apne komal hathon se sahla do, mera muth maar do.Phir mom ne apne ek hath se mera lund pakda aur dusre hath se mere balls ko sahlane lagi.Phir unhone pahle hath se mere lund ko muthiyana suru. Sadly I can’t see but part of me is glad I can’t. As I continue to wait I hear Master walking back to me and instantly I hear the whoosh Just before I feel the sting on my pussy lips. He’s whipping my pussy, as I feel the pain I can hear the wetness of it. He doesn’t stop till he has whipped me ten times. Before I have calmed down his fingers are inside me again but four of them I think this time. He pumps fast and hard and I’m quickly close to cumming as he pulls out. I groan and drool. My. I never walked these floors, yet I knew the way by heart. My feetcarrying me to a small chamber. Opened by a maid. A doll. A sister?And there I found you, my dear Diary. Had you been waiting for me? I amsorry it took so long. For my arms and hands to finish changing. So Icould write once again in you.?/?/????What time of day they came for me I couldn't tell. Fellow maids. Dolls.Perfect images of female beauty. They looked familiar despite seeing themreally for the first time. No words were. I twist my body to face him and casually walk around the chair, my nails gently scr****g along his neck as I walk. I straddle him, his hard cock is pressing against my pussy through his trousers. I grind into him...I return to stand with my back to him, circling my hips as I start to remove my black silk brassiere and place my arm to cover my 32D breasts, my left hand slides down stomach and into my damp, silk panties. I bite down on my lip as my fingers gently rub over my hard little nub.I.