" She obeys while fighting the urge to vomit on the bastards crotch. However, fear helps her not to do that. And to make matters he didn't wear a cond...om!Once again he seems to read her mind and says, "No condoms, not today and not ever."Then he allows her to leave with a final instruction, "I know more about you than you think, so in order to humiliate you, do this. I want a complete sexual history from you. I want names, times, settings, cock sizes and I want it in the words of a slut. I will. .. Anyway Isaid, "Becky, would you mind trading me clothes, I want to see what it'slike?" I was wondering when you were going to ask, truthfully I have alwaysthought about what you would look like."5 minutes later and and we are softly kissing, she starts rubbing herhand up and down my legs, telling me about how good my legs feel innylons, which is only half of what I was actually feeling, the mostfucked part about the whole thing is at no time did it feeluncomfortable. Becky could not keep. The hot water pounded her body as his finger rubbed faster causing the flutter in her belly to grow, the pulse between her legs starting to throb and expand, her breath to deepen, as the pleasure built until the wave of bliss peaked and exploded. Slowly Misha turned her in his arms, kissing her mouth deeply putting his hands around her waist and lifting her up until her legs were wrapped around his hips he then entered her deep and hard. Whispering in her ear ‘That’s it baby, hold on to me. They would eat straight out of the containers and Pia would refrigerate the leftovers for dinner. Pia found the lack of routine liberating. It was the height of summer but Pia's room had no air-conditioning. They didn't complain. Pia's bathroom was also very basic, a hole and tap with two buckets. There was no sink or mirror. It stood out compared to the rest of the apartment. Neither Pia nor Sheetal complained. Once Sheetal had stripped off the nightgown on the first morning, she had no plans.