After continuously kissing the soles of my Mistresses feet for hours on end, Mistress informed me that she was going to bed and instructed me that I w...ould sleep, or uncomfortably try to sleep, in the cage for the entire night. She informed me that this was to allow me time alone to think about how lucky I was to have been given the chance to kiss her bare feet. With that she stuck her right foot through the bars of my cage, the silver chastity key dangling from her ankle. ?Kiss my foot good. I had noticed that he wasn't really into women. He rarely looked at them. I didn't get a gay vibe from him, though. I assumed he maybe was a prude or not that interested in sex. Me, I was a dedicated horn dog. If it turned out he was gay, it wouldn't matter to me. Not what I was into. Not anymore, anyway. I had a week long fling with a gay dude in college. It was fun, I enjoyed it. Didn't regret it but never really wanted to do it again. Though I really didn't know what I would do if. Where was her love Sultan…… Why he left her……Till one month she was like dead mind and alive body …..In those days many came and took her body under them and fucked her. It took some time to recovered her and became part of that red light area. She was most used girl of Ganga Jamuna because of her beauty. For next five years she was used as prostitute until in one of rate of police when she was identified as Manasi and was rescued from there.She came back to her home in Surat. Surat was same in. .. and I’m loving it.“Come inside with me, Hon. I need to put a dress on before Don comes home. You can keep me company while Joe gets a bath. I think you may have gotten him a little overheated. He smells like he has pussy smeared all over him.”“Well, we did have some fun earlier.”“Good Honey, I want both of you to have lots of fun. Joe knows I approve as long as he uses protection.” Mom looked at me.“Ms. Taylor, I wish you could have met my mom. You remind me so much of her. She was just like.