Phir maine ungli nikal li aur use mera land uske hath me de kar bola ki ise muh me lo to usne kaha ki muze gandha lagta hai to maine kaha ki leke to d...ekho bahut maza aata hai to usne mera land muh me le liya aur mai jannat ka maza le raha tha aur use bhi maza aa raha tha to kuch der me mai uske muh me hi jhar gaya kyonki mai pahli bar kisike muh me diya tha ispar wo boli ki ye kya hai to maine kaha ki ye mera pani hai aur abhi tak mera land khada hi tha tab maine land uske muh se nikala aur. The black heels were left standing on the ground as she slipped her feet out of their grasp, her nails lightly caressing the bottom of her feet before allowing them to touch the floor bare. A delicate foot was raised just enough so her leg could rest on her free knee. The toes of her hanging foot were slightly pointed to show off her lack of nail polish on them. His heart thumped faster as his tongue darted out of his mouth, the distance between them too far for his tongue to lick her. Instead I was given to drink sips of the delicious intoxicating brew of coffee. It just whets my appetite for more. They saw my pleasure in the coffee and I was given more. My bladder was bursting but I could not get up to relieve myself as I was still tied to the chair. I looked up pleading for an escape to the loo but it was then I saw a huge plastic bag hanging on a pole with what appeared to be the rest of the coffee. I wondered but kept my silence. I watched as Master. So when he invited me to come and see his office because his boss was out of the station, I jumped at the opportunity.The office was beautiful. Abeer took me to the room. He offered me tea but I wanted him. I suggested that we listen to some music. He smiled, “Only if you dance with me.”I laughed, “But I am pretty bad at it."“It doesn’t matter till the time I feel you next to me,” he smiled back.We started swaying to the reggae number. What started as a soft and gentle sway soon moved to.