She would tighten her palloo around her waist and hike her saree as she cleaned floors or dishes and I would have a filed day just watching her this w...ay. This was a huge turn-on for me. One day my mother and father went away to attend my grandpa’s death ceremonies in Madras and I was left alone in the house. My mother told Susheela to come in the morning everyday as I would have to go to work and would not be available during the day and she could not come anytime she liked as was possible when. Part of the sex-addled brain wanted to get Nik to pop in his tight pants so she could lick up his delicious, protein enriched cum through the material, sucking each drop out of the fabric.“I know you must be confused, Michelle when I called you the bottom bitch. He ain’t a pimp and we’re not on the street.” She ran a finger seductively under Michelle’s chin. “I’m the boss bitch, and so be a good girl and get that tongue ready. I’ve got a feeling Massa is going to pop soon and as much as I would. When I glanced across to the sofa Mary-one (the barmaid) was eating out Mary-two (my new lover); making fantastic slurping noises as her tongue met wet pussy lips. Mary-two suddenly went rigid and I could see her thighs trembling as her hands clamped around the barmaid's head – sure sign of an impending orgasm.Tony dragged me back to pleasuring him – he lifted me up and spun me around to sit on his lap – well on his erection really – I knew what was coming, especially with no panties on. He. ? She sang gently as she took my hair in her hands and pulled me upstairs. Once in her bedroom, a beautifully decorated boudoir of cream and gold a bag of tricks seemed to materialise, as well as an assortment of canes and whips. I immediately became wet. ?I like my girls to choose how they wish to be punished. You can choose any of the devices here, but I know how much your master likes your punishment to fit the crime, so bear that in mind when you make your choices, and don’t go easy on.