Slowly moving my face down onto her breast I pulled off her t shirt after about 2 minutes we were both completely naked. Camille took my hand and lead... my upstairs.I had noticed that Camille had a new dog which they bought a few months ago. It was a small rescue dog like a westie but werent sure what it was.As we got upstairs we were still kissing as we got into her bedroom. Camille wad wanking off my hard cock and feeling my balls. As we both stood in front of her marital bed, Camille said. Me: vagina (chut)?Shamita : yes and it will hurt me.Me: No it wont. Don’t worry about it.And I gently placed my hand on her thigh and started rubbing it. She felt a shiver in her body but did not resist.Me: someday you have to satisfy your husband with your cunt (chut) and you should be ready for it.I was still rubbing her thigh and moved my hand more up towards her cunt. She started breathing heavily.Shamita : But what if I’m not able to satisfy him. I’m not good looking as that girl was in. Or you.”I gave her a hard look.“These are so... interesting, Master,” Zanyia said. She crouched before the harness, her ears twitching with such excitement.“They are, Master,” Nathalie said. My eighteen-year-old sex slave stood before the ruby suit of armor, her hand reaching out to touch the deep-crimson surface. She traced the stylized pattern of flames worked into the armor.“Yes,” I said, moving closer to the leather armor. It did swallow the light. It was darker than everything around it. I. Finally, we landed St.Petersburg on 3rd July. We had a little tough time there due to scarce availability of vegetarian food. We were tired of having just salad and juices. On our 3rd day there, I ventured out one evening into the market. It was around 6 pm. That is when one of the shopkeepers told me about a restaurant which had newly opened a few miles away and was run by a woman of Indian origin. I felt happy and headed for this restaurant.I located it and went in. I was greeted by the.