You could tell his dad was well paid, his home didn't have tarps & junk s**ttered about. I met his dad at the front gate, very dark skinned, greying h...air, wrinkled face. Afterwards I met his servant who was this 19 year old petite lady with a ponytail, always wearing a blue sari, I'll talk about her sometime is you want to hear that story. So we do what we do, hang out, talk, his son acting as interpreter in between. I notice his wife was nowhere to be seen, I didn't question it with either the. She's definitely very tender in that area, but there's no danger of permanent damage (yet). She may not think so, but her body can take quite a bit of punishment. I unlock and open her eye covers for the first time. Her terrified brown eyes peer out from the holes in her hood, looking at her master. "Do you know how to listen, slave?" I ask."Uh huh!" she says, nodding."Are you going to talk out of turn?" Uh uh!" Wide shakes of the head, like a child."If I take your gag off, will you behave. Granny bent down to it and kissed it. Her head was mere inches from my own covered member. She tugged at my shorts and removed them slowly. Grandpa pulled my shirt free. I was unprotected now. No clothes to hide behind. My mind raced. Grandpa now rested his penis on my exposed knee and started to hump. His cock was rubbing up and down my leg. I could tell he was starting to get excited. I reached out slowly. I touched it and pulled away as it jumped at me. He was definitely getting excited now.. The sudden knock on the door startled me. I got up to answer it and when I opened the door there stood all 4′ 10” of hard bodied dream girl. I was speechless and stammered trying to say something. “Hi” she said. “My name is Amy. We just moved in across the street.” “Uh huh” was all I could manage. “I wonder if you could maybe give me a hand? They just delivered a big crate we had shipped here and nobody is home yet and it’s too big for me to move into the garage by myself.” “Uh sure.” I said.