I stood there for some seconds while, but then I heard a car starting at the other side of the parking lot. I jumped back inside and shut the door in ...panic. The car slowly circled around the lot towards where I had parked, but then turned on the the exit to the main road. The fact that I did not chicken out now really shows me hove strong the urge the do this stuff is. After only a minute I again stepped out of the car - locked the car - through the key inside and - stood completely still. Then. Her torturer. Looking forward to being a sexual plaything of anyone she is given to."Kneel and wait!" I kneel on the floor of the shower area whilst Gaspazah gets washed. She goes to find a towel. Presently, she is back. "Go back to your cell and drink some water, then clean your teeth, then go to the back door. I will meet you and Andrei. House Security will permit you these movements on your own – but nowhere else."She winks. I get the message. She unfastens my wrists and I go on my way. Just. . more." At that moment, Dianne inserted one finger into Kristin's vagina and another finger from the other hand into her anus and began to earnestly and rhythmically bring her down the home stretch with her tongue and lips and fingers. Kristin exploded into a orgasm that I have never seen in any woman before, even Dianne on Friday. She gasped and fell limp on the bed, exhausted, and content. I was in awe.As Dianne was slowly caressing Kristin during her short time of recovery, my passion arose. That too from many girls. Kindly check my previous post for intro. Going to story.I didn’t make a reply to her message. I want to increase her curiosity. I saw many msg from her. And I messaged her next morningMe: Good morning. Sadhana! She: You pervert reply to me. (reply came suddenly)Me: I will say in the office.She: Then come soon today. Pick me up.Me: Ok.I got ready and went to her flat parking. Called her. She asked me to come to the flat and I went.She: How do you know I am not.