"Pleasse aahh whip my aah left titt aahh I mean aaah nipple." Ah, an exact location. Whip your left nipple. How hard?"How hard?Did it make a differenc...e?How hard was hard, anyway? I sure as hell didn't have any experience to draw from. Except... "As aah hard as you aah whipped my aah pussy." Oh, OK. I'll do it easy, then."He had whipped my pussy easy?All of that pain was from mild strokes?If that was easy, I was very glad I didn't request hard on my nipple.With rapid movements of his wrist, he. She looked up at me with her eyes glossed over. She wrapped her tiny hand around my cock and slid the head into her mouth. I had to cover my Mouth as I gasped for air. I couldn’t handle it and pulled away from her. She looked at me with her big hazel eyes, she didn’t say a word. I dropped to me knees and put my cock against her pussy. I watched her grasp the couch as I slowly push my way into her tight little box, she covered her mouth again and Looked me in the eyes I saw a tear slide down her. Wrapping my legs around his raised hips as I moved my hand to caress his cheek and pull his face gently to mine. Kissing him so deeply as I felt his cock rub softly along my awaiting pussy. Parting his lips with my tongue as he began to thrust into me. Moving my hands delicately up the length of his arms as I feel him shiver softly. Tasting myself on his lips and mouth as we kiss even deeper, our moans almost in time with our sexual feelings. I arch my hips up to join him in his thrusts. Long. However there was one condition – Vijay must live in the house for at least five years and retain the housekeeper’s services for that period of time. To say that Vijay was excited about the new life before him would be an understatement and he was on the next plane out of Toronto heading for Bangalore. Once he landed in Bangalore, he took a cab to the village of Abalavadi and his Uncle’s – or rather his – house. It turned out to be an old manor with a beautiful garden and a mature house keeper..