'Hello, Luke. It's a plot I'm afraid. Karl and Ulrika are in Salzburg. Bea's parents rang and invited Karl and I persuaded them to ask Ulrika as well,... for a change of air; then I gave cook and Trudi a few days off, which shocked them rigid, and I sent Klaus away till the weekend. So it's just you and me for two days. The results are due on Friday, and my phone call telling you they'd already arrived was a complete lie. Don't just stand there, come in.' She stood back and smiled. She was wearing. Some times I have to stay alone in my house. At that time my father-in-law brought an old servant from his village. He was sixty years old and bald with dark brown complexion. I used to dress decently in front of everybody. The servant whom I call Narayan kaka seemed to be a decent man.One night I was awake due to some sound. It was one o clock in the night. I found the sound was coming from our servant’s room . I peeped through the window after coming outside my house. We had a garden behind. Even though there were lots of people in big hot tub, all the bubbles made it impossible to see anything underwater so we took full advantage and before long both our bathing suit bottoms were pulled down to our knees as we fondled each other. We couldn’t get too serious in our play with so many other people nearby, and the bathing suits around our knees stopped us from spreading our legs too wide but it felt so good to have you slowly pump my cock, fondle my balls and finger fuck my ass. Before she could really take that in, she noticed her tattoo - even though Molly could no longer read what it said, it comforted her - it told her who and what she was. She was a slut. A slut. A big butt slut.Molly spent the rest of the day in the washroom, alternately playing with herself and pleasuring any man who came in. She found herself staring at her butt whenever she was getting off, or whenever she faced the mirror while fucking someone. It was so big and bouncy, such a perfect ass ....