"How about we fuck one last time. But in the ass?"She had never been fucked in the ass before but was willing to try. "Hmmm..."Davids' eyes filled wit...h hope looked down at his girl. Almost as if saying "please let me"."Yes! But go slow... please.." I will." He replied.He put his dick in her pussy and used it as lube. As he pulled it out he used his hand to shield it from the water pounding down."Ready?" He asked her."Yeah.. Please go slow."He did go slow. He slowly slid his freshly lubed up. His manner is as deferential as always, no, more so. Before we’d occasionally touch, brush against each other the way two people will normally do in close quarters, just casual and no big deal. Now, though, he’s scrupulous about avoiding any contact at all, moving all the way to one side if we happen to pass each other in a tight space.There’s something else, too, that wasn’t there before, or if it was I didn’t notice. It’s in the way he looks at me, even a little in his voice when he talks to. It seemed as if nothing she did could please her mistress and the whippings were becoming almost a daily occurrence. It was as if her mistress was tiring of her and looking for excuses to get rid of her.And then came that fateful Friday. It was obvious that something special was astir as both Evita and Andre were in and out of the house all day. They had only told her that guests were coming and she was to present herself as beautiful and emaculate. Sasha bathed, daubed cologne on breasts, nest. Swapna: you are bhabhi complained about you and also said you are good hearted person & said don’t make him to feel guilt about him and she likes you are touch and you are making her to go crazy by you are action.Me: no don’t believe it. She always avoids me.Swapna: yes she does because if she accepts you, you will take advantage of her that is what she fears all the time.Me: ok but I cannot do what you say sorry.Swapna: why.Me: sorry I just cannot do it.She was removing her sari wow her navel.