“Stop there my pet, stand still and let me see you.”He ran his hand across her face and down the side of her neck and then slowly down her chest. ...As he moved his hand lower down her chest until his hand brushed against her nipple. Sophie drew in a breath and as she did so her breast rose to her Master’s touch. He stepped back and moved his hand from her body. He moved behind her and ran his hands down her spine from the base of her neck to the base of her spine. Her firm bum cheeks clenched. Her body was delicate and soft. He kissed on both the breasts and spoke to her in ear “Amma….. I love you”. Then he moved to her navel. Kissed her belly button. Then he looked into her eyes again. He started to remove her sari. She lied down on the bed and lifted her waist, making it easy for him. He put his hands inside her petticoat to pull the tucked in pleats of sari. He almost felt that he touched some of her pubic hair and the panty. She had a tickling sensation. He removed the sari. ”“Really?? You mean it? Oh please, Dusty, can I try it too? Pleeeaase?”Dusty rolled off of Maude, who lay with her legs still open. Both girls leaned in to peer at their mother’s sex, which now had puffy purple lips that gaped open. Between them was a pool of thick white fluid which began to spill over the edge. Maude clapped two fingers over her pussy, saying “Now we don’t want to waste any, do we?”Dusty didn’t know if he could perform again right away. He’d jerked off in the pond, and now. Funny thought. I heard the bathroom fan go off and I almost automatically hit the switch to start the camera rolling. Just then, Heather came out of the bathroom and diverted my attention. She had washed and dried her hair and it was hanging loose and long, one of the things I loved about her. She was wearing a soft pink satin robe that hung to the floor and under which I could tell she had nothing else on; I could see her nipples through the fabric; she knows I like that. The funny thing was.