I said…I wanna be your slave….show me your tool….my god. It was nine incher…and without a second he showed his tool into my mouth saying ‘gl...adly…I was slowly fucked into my mouth…i was bent backward all the time…he snapped his fingers and others left. I was this Boss’s personal secretary…oops…slut. He was the same guy who had Nalini before me…I have officially taken Nalini’s place…adjacent room was visible…it was same as this room …meanwhile my Boss (I never knew His name…always was referred as. Her pussy was mine by marriageI suppose, though I shared my exclusive rights of access with herfinger. I hoped only with her finger. But my cock, my main meansof sexual gratification, was now completely under her control. The day finally came when, as she was leaving the house preoccupiedwith the day's work and obviously intending to say nothing to meabout it, when I felt a sudden urge to ask her if I could jerk offtoday. It was embarrassing. But I did it. She paused and looked at me. Riya started giving me hint by eye and started touching me purposely and pretend to be it was accidental and casual. Nirali was watching us but she didn’t mind. Also, the Riya started touching Nirali too. Put her hands on her shoulder and tried to be as close as possible. We all were too high to know what’s happening.Suddenly Ansh invites us to their room and we don’t know why but we agreed instantly. As soon as we entered in their room Riya takes off her shrug/blazer. I can see her perfect. As the tub filled andthe bubbles percolated the perfume from them filled the bathroom. Thewashing machine was churning in the utility room next to the bathroom. Islowly lowered my body into the hot water until I was submerged up to myhead and then I went under the bubbles and lay there for as long as Icould hold my breath. As I came back up for air I felt better. I latheredmy hair with shampoo and submerged again. Rising again I leaned back andjust tried to relax. I took the bar of soap and.