Saroja, was a mute spectator as usual. Later, they removed their saree and their petticoats. they had become nude. Now, four females totally nude in f...ront of a 18 yrs. I started shuddering and sweating.All the cunts were neatly trimmed and Indra, Lakshmi and Rukhmini’s cunts were almost competing like, in a beauty pageant , with their magnetic attraction due to their shapely existence, in-between their thighs. Saroja was no object of interest to me and I had no reasons to explain the same. The. She got out of her room and unlocked the main door and kept it little open.After 10 mins a man came inside, oh no, to my surprise he was jiju’s driver Rahul. Young men aged around 28, but well built muscular body tall and dark.As he enters, he pulled didi and started kissing, he was holding her tightly kissing her passionately, he was desperate and hungry for sex, like missing sex from many days. Oh god, what I was seeing.I hid and was watching my hot didi. My dick was hard.I started rubbing my. ? Is that your daughter?” Anger swelled through the man's face. “You turned your daughter into a slave? What the fuck is wrong with you? You fucking crazy?”His anger offended me. This man was a friend of Dad's! A fellow master. A man who'd fucked my mother before. Daddy was originally going to order me to fuck this man to pay for my piercings. My Daddy was going to give this man an amazing gift, to fuck his Goddess-daughter's cunt, and now he was getting mad and insulting my Daddy?“Shut up!” I. While clothes aren’t as important in making class distinctions as they used to, nakedness takes a lot of the markers of class away. We become a lot less judgemental of others and become more equal. You’re a lawyer. If you saw a street sweeper in the road doing his job, the likelihood of you seeing him as an equal, unfortunately, is pretty small. Now take away the clothes and the broom. In an identical situation, you give yourself the chance to see him as a man and not a road sweeper,” I.