She had a body that looked as though it could easily take a pounding and come running back for more. She turned around, headed back into the kitchen,... giving Jennifer a glimpse of her ass, covered slightly by a pair of tight red jean shorts. It swayed perfectly back and forth before Kimmie disappeared back into the kitchen. A few moments later, Kimmie returned from the living room with a sophisticated camera in one hand, and a large aluminum tripod in the other. Jennifer watched Kimmie. Mala then went into the kitchen and laid the food on the dinning table. Both sat side by side and ate. They were smiling and serving each other and when they finished eating Ravi said, 'I will go get some creams.' Hearing this Mala blushed and looked around in a puzzled way, searching for a suitable place. Ravi seeing her concern pointed to a table near by and said 'that will do.'By the time Ravi came back, Mala had organized the table to a massage table by putting on a pink bedspread and a few. I tried not to stare at her too much, but it was hard. Her blouse was tight, her tits straining against the fabric, and I could make out the outlines of her bra. In my mind's eye I mentally placed where her nipples would be, and felt my cock stir at the image. He jeans were tight, too, accenting her wide hips, and I followed her legs with my eyes to her feet, which were crossed carelessly at the end of the bed.I tried to contain the fantasies, like I always did around her. Sometimes I even. She chastised me. Verbally tore into me. Told me how pathetic I was as a male. Women are the superior race. Men are worthless. The only good thing a man is good for is to serve and obey all women. It is clear I have a lot to learn she said. Bend over and grab your ankles. We need to start again she said. I heard at her with tears in my eyes and said one word Please. You say another word without my permission and that ten will be twenty. Now bend over and grab your ankles. This is for your own.