I need to control myself. That’s what put me in this situation in the first place.“I see our dream team got to you. Did you like it?” He asks st...aring right into my eyes with an intensity that seems inescapable, demanding an answer of me. He’s definitely a dom.Too bad I’m not a sub. At least not unless I choose to be.Slap.I shriek as my body jolts.He slapped my pussy. Again.“When I ask you a question, I expect an answer. Nod if you understand.” He says with an impassive expression. Slap. My body. Or aik dildo us mein ghusa kar usko bhi bund kar dyty hain.Larki: ab tu apna rest kar….Thak gai ho gi.…Or usko isi halat mein chor kar humsub apas mein shuro ho jaty hain..Us ka ird gird.mein pehly us larki ki choot ko chudata hon phir gand or phir muon.or isi tara baqi larky baqi larkion ka sath chudai ka khel shuro karty hain…Jab hum sub aik aik daafa apna pani nikal dyty hain or humsub ka pani aik jug mein akatha kia jata hai.phir hum tak kar lyte jaty hain.Jab thori dyr baad ankh khulti hai. V. as it turns out didn't really appeal to him. After watching for a couple of minutes he lost interest. What he needed was something active to do.The world itself now seemed to have a new depth to it as he walked among the crowds of people. Each of them appeared to have varying degrees of white and black colors that highlighted them. A number of them fit into a comfortable gray. It was the darkest of them among the flood of people that interested him the most.Following a few of them Diun. I slip into apair of five inch heeled leather shoes with an ankle strap and theminutest heel you can imagine, the colour is chestnut brown. I havepracticed so long in similar heels that I walk with ease around mybedroom, relishing the pull of the suspenders on my stockings and feelingthe stretching of my calves from the high heels. A look in the mirrorshows the wonderful feminine shape of my legs accentuated by the seams ofmy fine denier stockings. I put on my delicate pink robe and walk.