Her Master smiled gently back at her and he looked her over. She watched quietly as he paced the room. His body was strong, secure, and built. He was ...a tall man, somewhat long dark hair, piercing green eyes. He was dressed in a light blue button up shirt with the sleeves pushed up to the elbows and a pair of black slacks. He looked absolutely delectable. "Please, slave...tell me about your day." "I did as you asked, Master. I took my punishment and remembered what it was I did wrong," she. “First, you will drop your towels and put one foot up onto the table and move so I can see everything between your legs, and then I’m going to rub between them until I’m sure you get what you need. Then I’m going to put the correct suit on you.”One of the other men with raw balls, from wearing the wrong suit size for the last few days, opened the un-labeled jar and handed it to me. I took a big glob of it over to the nearest woman. None of them did what I said, and one was stubborn. She found. I am about to cum again. Oh myyy, gooodddd” were the only words filling my ears. The back seat was filled with her fluids.“Time to return the favor”, she said and started giving me head. My god, she was an expert in giving head. As I was about to cum, I asked her to stop as I didn’t wanna cum soon. Then I removed her kurti and her luscious red bra, only to find her beautiful 34B boobs waiting to be sucked. I started licking her areolas and cleavage, to turn her on even more.“Suck my nipples. She was on crutches for a month. Now, I was holding these crutches in my hands. I remembered the plaster. It covered her delicate foot, leaving her toes free, and ending just below her knee. I was much taken with that cast. I wanted to stare at it as much time as possible. That troubled my mother greatly.'Don't worry for me Nadine! I am not in pain anymore. There is nothing to be afraid of, ' she used to say.When I realized that I want to wear a cast, I was very ashamed. I thought that I was.