Wo kuch nai boli aur chinta karne lagi.Me: are common yaar, roz to tum din raat kaam kart hi ho.Her: thik hai, aap itna keh rahe hain to…Vaise kauns...i picture hai.Me: murder.Her: ye kaunsi picture hai, kya hota hai isme.Me: dekh lo, ek katal ki romanchak kahani hai.Her: accha.Fir wo thoda aur comfirtable ho gayi aur hum bed par takiya laga ke aram se baith kar movie dekhne lage. Maine apna hath uske kandhe par rakha hua tha. Aur uska face mere face ke ekdum pass tha. Mera lund tann chuka tha.Aur. Yes we was slaves inprisoned for others sexual pleasures but we was fed well and kept clean unlike the slaves who worked the land or in servants quarters. Today is a sunny and very warm day, the slaves where allowed to sit on a roof top terrace to enjoy the weather, as we sat there the tall dark beautiful figure of our mistress appeared with her personal slaves on their hands and knees beside her. She walked over towards the center cushioned area and had her slaves remove her long flowing. I stand up to have a peek around, just making sure nobody is near. We are in luck and everyone is at their desks, we are still alone. I reach my hand down and push the hem of her skirt up about midway up her thigh. I lean down again and slide my hand up her beautiful thigh to the bottom of her panties. I lift her skirt up to take a peek of her panties. They are a red satin material, with lace trim and a very visible dark spot where her pussy was very wet.I slide my finger under the bottom of. He fondled them using their fullness as leverage as he fucked her. Her hips wiggled as several of his right fingers excited her clit.Her hips moved as if trying to escape his fingers. He kissed her shoulder blades and the base of her neck as he continued to fuck her and massage her clit. “Jesus Dan, what you’re doing to me! I’m ... I’m, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh!” she sensually released.“I love the sounds of you cumming! I can feel your warm cum on my cock. I’ll have to make you cum as often as.