Just as the nails dried and I was ready to walk back to my living room,the doorbell rang. It had to be Evey. I put my heels on and hurried to thedoor.... Without looking through the peep hole I opened the door. Oh, MY GOD, It's a UPS guy, brown shorts and all. "Package for Mr. Kelly," he said as he looked at me, holding out thepackage and on top of it a board for me to sign. A thousand thoughts went through my head and I must have certainly had apanic looking expression on my face."Ma'am, anything. Sara din roshan aur ghar ka kam karte beet jata hai. Pati aksar hume unke sath bhopal lejana chahte, par meri saas nahi jana chahti apne mare huye pati ke makan ko chhodkar, to unka dhyan kaun rakhega yaha, isliye mujhe bhi yahi pada rehna padta hai. Meri marji ki kisiko fikar nahi.Khair insab ki to adat ho hi gayi thee mujhe. Naha ke nikli to hum khana khaye, aur sokar uthe,to door bell baji, mai samajh gayi ke jarur roshan ke tution teacher mr ganesh chandran honge. Mai kitchen me gayi, to. Once inside my, er, our suite, Sasha was happy to see that all of her stuff had been brought to the suite. We shared a kiss, and one thing led to another and, before we knew it, we were naked together in bed. Our lovemaking that night was sweet bliss. Sasha was on top again, but she was able to take more of me inside her. She was much more aggressive in her lovemaking tonight. She squatted above me and lowered her pussy onto my cock. When she had as much as she could take, she began moving her. Leave it on the bed and come stand before me and hand me my whip!” After handing me my whip, I ran it ever so slowly over his chest and around his side, stopping just as I reached his hard muscled butt cheek. Holding it inches away, I asked “ What's my name? Say my name, bitch! ” loved that part in ‘American Pie’ lol “Fugly.” “Wrong, bitch!” I growled as he felt the first sting of the cat-o-nine-tails across his ass. Again I asked, “What is my name, bitch!” “Mistress.” “Good boy,” I purred as I.