Her nipple was stiff. She thrust her chest forward shamelessly to encourage his carresses of her aching nipples.She broke the kiss and said, "We can d...o this better inside, lover." They got out and went into the expensive home. The house was dark and quiet when they entered. "Mom's already in bed so let's be quiet." She murmured, her warm breath grazing his soft ear. She removed her shoes, and so did Dave. Dave followed her to her bedroom.She paused in the middle of the room. Dave captured. Her figure still belied her age of 30+ and was superb. I roamed over her body slowly unpinning and removing her sari and blouse and bra and petticoat. I licked and kissed and touched and kneaded and squeezed every inch of her body. I reacquainted with her sensitive zones under her breast behind her armpit lower belly and her sensitive clit.She quavered and said Raj I had not had sex since you left town.I kissed her and slowly places her legs apart and slowly lubed my dick little by little with. Mi...ri, my...my lord." She answered nervously as Jaro was now standing centimeters from her, looking down at her. "Miri," he repeated and drew his hand through her hair. "As in the village in the north?" "Ye...yes," she nodded and pulled her hair over one of her ears, "I...I was born there, my lord." "Miri, it was conquered by my father," he announced and she flinched as the words cut in to her frightened soul, "do not be afraid Miri," he comforted her, "When my father passes, your people will. The plan worked and they could breathe easier. Now it was time to return to their hideout and let the fun begin. Dear diary – I will tell you a story of events in my life that took place during the past two years. My name is Damon. I am a 30 year old man, smart and attractive, working prosperously as an architect during the daytime and plotting schemes to capture girls into sexual slavery in my free time. I hope that doesn’t shock you. I know it’s a little bit unusual of a hobby,.