Bt kaali nahi gori i think uske size ke bra tak nahi milte..par anyway mujhe wo mast lagti thi especially uske gaad do tarbuje so kam nahi the…ye so...ch kar mai raat bhar muth marte raha…Agle din se mai roz taak me tha kab chodne mile kab chodne mile…aur aakhir kaar bhagwan ne meri sun li..hua yun ki wo naha rahi thi aur mai wahi se gujar raha tha wo sirfpeticoat me thi… Mujhe jaate dekh mujhe roka aur kaha “thoda mera pith saaf kar do”…. Mai socha bete yahi mauka hai chhod mat… Mai dhire dhire. I could see her blush as my eyes absorbedall of this while passing her the glass and I swear she almost dropped it inher confusion. "Well Spicey, does that explain a little about me and theDom/sub relationship? Or should I proceed further?" I asked, still with a gleamin my eye. "Master, if you would care to continue, I am finding thismost fascinating" She replied, obviously still uneasy at having to call meMaster and trying to hide her embarrassment at, dare I believe it, becominga little. Hey, Slut," Kelly teased, "Why don't you come over later, okay?" Sure," Molly laughed. "You use that word Slut like it's a term of endearment or something." It is!" Kelly laughed. "It is!"Aimee Bradley was deep in thought, as she sipped her morning coffee. She had just come back from driving her little daughter, Eileen, a beautiful little blue eyed blonde all of six years old to school. Her honey blonde colored hair was wind-blown and tousled, and hung down around her blue eyes. In spite of all. "You see, I don't think in terms of gender. I think in terms of power. Right now, I have the ultimate power over you, sissy slave. I have the power of your cock and whether you ever get to have an orgasm again, and when that orgasm will be and under what conditions."Having my Ex as the keyholder was bad, but this was even worse. My Ex's Boyfriend also holding the key to my cock? I had never felt so humiliated in my life."Do you like the taste of cock, chastity sissy?" he asked calmly.As meekly.