I assumed he lived with his parents, like he told me. I wondered how often he came to Mary’s house. Did he do odd jobs for her? Would he do that for... me? Did I want that? What did I want? All I had wanted was for Nigel to be punished, but only so I could see what it was like for him to be punished. I had had no idea that somehow he’d be passed to me like a… well… like a slave. I was lost in thought as I sat curled in the chair, when Mary broke me out of my reverie. ‘Nicki!’ ‘Mmmm? What?’ I. Rolling…darting…flowing…cascading…twisting…turning…like a volcano…lava spewing everywhere. Your legs are quivering…you can even feel the intensity in your toes. How can your hair feel pleasure? But, it does. Your ass muscles flex and relax. It is like flowing in warm molasses…darting here and there…everywhere at the same instant. And, as that magnificent tongue continues to massage your super sensitive clit, you are in sexual spasm for what seems like an eternity. You are gasping for air but. I went further and pushed my palm in her bra cup…what a feeling her melon was so full and ripe..she moan slightly -“bus ab ruk jaiye na”. But I was not in mood to stop…I pushed my palm further until I get her nipple..oh it was all erect..i roled my finger arount her nipple.. Oh what a achievement…..I was all happy at least I get some success after 5 years..with her response I feel that it is now a matter of opportunity whenever I will get privacy..I am going to quench my 5 year’s thirst. I was. No. please don't put it in my ass, I don't do that kind of thing!" she pleaded."Are you sure?" I asked still running my finger around her knot."Oh god!" she moaned again "No, Yes. I mean no, please don't!" she said again.I could see she was clearly conflicted, but not wanting to ruin a good thing I simply replied "Okay, how about I just tease you like this!" I said running my finger around her ass again."Oh , yes! yes! keep doing that! I like that!" she replied happily.So I carried on fucking.