Finally I just ask, ?Why am I here. She turns around and walks to the side, ?You?re here because you?re a little slutty slave boy, who showed som...e potential for training.? The woman goes to the side where a table and cabinets are she rummages around placing a few items on a moveable table with wheels while I frown and contemplate her answer. I can?t see these things however hard I try and she pulls the table behind my head where they are out of my view. I am lost for words. We spent two more days tidying up around the place and keeping as close an eye as we could on the guineas. By the third morning I started fretting over cutting Routata out of his horse lessons and I knew we needed to make at least a short trip over there to get him started.My new mates needed some shooting lessons too and it finally dawned on me we had six more rifles we weren't even using at all. The big fifty calibers wouldn't be fit for traveling and were too big for the girls anyway, but I. To the horror surprise, she was looking at me in the mirror and just smiled. After few hours she went for the shoot. I called the plumber and as her ps instructed me I went with him upstairs and entered Deepika’s personal toilet room. It gave me an instant boner. The plumber fixed the leak and went off. I thought, no one’s there let’s see her bedroom well. Near the changing room, I saw the most beautiful thing. Her jogging suit, sneaker and a hanger for washing clothes. I looked around and. .for a good 5 min he was doing it i coulndt stop thinking he was washing his cock, i rolled weed and waited the clear sound of his buckle tied back upi gulped, thinking of a clean washed bbc all for me to devourwe smoke and he knew its all i wanted looking at his suit bulging panthe stood up , getting his pants down his huge 9 inch bbc up as he sat back looking at me ''you know i clean it all for you, get it boy you want it''i felt weak, his hand on my head pushing me down is all it needi was.