I hear the door open and I look at the floor. My Mistress is the most beautiful woman in the world and I long to just stare at her, but she has train...ined me not to look at her unless she allows it. She walks in and walks past my letting her fingers trail over my head as she does. She walks straight to her throne and I hear her take a seat."Come here." Her voice is commanding but not angry, not mean. Mistress Cheslsea wtreats me with such care even when she is training me, or punishing me. ‘You do, and I’ll rip this off!’ she told him, laughing softly. Finally, they rinsed off and got out. Toweling each other dry did little to lessen their passion. If anything it grew more urgent. ‘Come on,’ Carla took Bert’s hand. ‘Let’s go…’ ‘Why not here?’ Bert said. He smiled, sat down on the toilet and pulled her to him, then guided her until she was astraddle his legs. Carla looked down, saw his erection pointed right at her cunt, and felt giddy. ‘Not here…’ she started to protest, but he. Then it hit me. Everything that I had done and was doing. I would never be able to come back from this. I liked it too much. I loved the dirtiness of the way he treated me and the taste of my ass and his. I would be coming back, I knew that. But I would never really know if it were myself or the circumstances that would drive me to him. That’s how I knew I was his.Henry stands up. “Follow me.” I start to stand up. “Back on your knees!” he yells. “And stuff your bikini back in your mouth” He. 00pm hue the) to mene kaha fir? To wo kehne lagi “aaj hi aapse milna hi chahti hu par rat ko ane me der ho jaegi,isi liye kal milne ka kuchh plan karenge..ok jaan?” mene kaha ok..aur fon rakh diya karib sade11 baje hi uska sms aya that she reached her home and missing me..wanting me.. aur bhookhi bhi thi.. Mene sms kia “kuchh khaya?” To sandhya ka reply aya “ghar me aata khatam ho gaya he.koi sabji ya fruit bhi nahi rakha he aur is wakt kuchh bahar milta bhi nahi ab to bhookha hi sona.