Again, the strap snaps and this time, I cannot restrain my voice. I can feel the two stripes of fire independently. He brings it back and forward once... more, the small end finding the crack between my cheeks, and I let out a small scream. And again. And again. And again. My screams compete with Tori and the strap, and once again, when I am sure I cannot stand another, he stops. Across the room again he goes, as I softly weep into the feathery pillow, the heat between my legs almost as great as. Ab meri chut hi unke liye mera kiraya thi. Woh mujhe har 2-3 din mein ek baar zaroor chodte the. Unse chudwate chudwate main pregnant bhi ho gayi.Mujhe pregnant hue 5 mahine ho chuke the aur ab mera peth bhi nikalna shuru ho gaya tha. Mere pati aur saas-sasur ki barsi ke thik agli shaam main Verma Ji ke ghar gayi. Waha unke chhote bhai aaye hue the. Uss shaam unke ghar mein bas woh 2 hi the.Jaise hi main waha pahuchi, unhone mere kapde utaar diye aur meri chudai shuru kardi. Main, Ramesh Verma,. I had always been able to give myself very swift relief, and with your image locked in my mind, it was only driving me more and more into the spiralling vortex of pleasure. My greedy fingers sped up as my back arched up slightly, my burning pussy tingling in anticipation, my tiny exposed clit being mercilessly attacked until sheer euphoric pleasure erupted from the little nub, spreading throughout my body, making all my muscles suddenly tense, and then fall limp, as the calming wave washed over. Whenever the ladies would miss, a slave was nearby to catch and return the ball.As my song wound to a close, my Mistress turned slightly and languidly raised a finger. Hurriedly ending the tune, I scrambled to where she sat, and crouched low on my knees beside her.?The oils.?Scooting backwards, I rose and returned with the bath set, a flutter of fear in my stomach. Over the years I have kissed her feet, been her step stool or held her glass, but I have never, ever touched my Mistress with my.