Usne mujhe lotion lane ko kaha to maine uski lotion we massage ki and fer usne lotion meri gaand pe lagaya and apni ungli se mujhe fuck karne laga. Po...ocha ki kaisa lag raha hai. Maine bola maza aa raha hai. Usne bola poora maza to tab aayega jab tere andar gaya mera lund. Ab usse mere nakhre nahi uthaye jaa rahe thay. Woh rub karte hue mujhe kiss karne laga and dheere se aadha lun meri gaand mein ghusa diya. Merì to fat t gayi.Bahut dard hua mano woh meri skin cheerta andar chala gaya. Meri to. "So, what do you think?" Kristen asked after the waiter left."This place looks old," I said, truly impressed. I heard people talk about this restaurant, but never thought that I'd ever set foot in it.The waiter quickly arrived with our Root Beers, which was as close to the famous Berghoff Beer that we intended to get. The two of us clinked our glasses together and took a sip. Kristen, of course, managed to get some of the foam on her nose, causing me to giggle and offer her my napkin."The place. I drove down to her place, to her first floor flat and rang the bell.Sita came and opened the door with a broad smile and said thank you, Advait, Thank you and planted a kiss on my cheeks and ushered me in. I looked around and saw this new girl, Rita, stunningly beautiful standing shyly in the corner behind a sofa Sita asked her to bring the soft drinks and I sat in the sofa in great comfort. Rita, clad in a saree and matching blouse, with scanty make up came with the tray and bowed before me. He seized my collar and fumbled at the bolt that held it shut. He pried it off. I gaped as it came free and fell to the ground, lying at his feet. I’d been born a slave, collared as a kitten suckling at my mother’s teat by her owner, then raised to be a pleasure slave for those who pleased my naga mistress.Why would he free me? Surly his naga mistress would reward him with me.Tears burned in my eyes. I stared up at him, not sure what to say.He crouched down to look directly at me and wiped at.