I’ll do it.”“Good.” You smiled at me. “From now on you will refer to me as mistress. Understood?”“Sigh. Yes mistress...” I sighed sarc...astically.Immediately you smacked me across the face. “Okay, bitch! Don’t get an attitude with me already! You know what? To cement this fact in your little head, get across my lap!”You sat down on the toilet and patted your legs. ‘Fuck. She isn’t really gonna spank me, is she? She knows I have a bottle inside me, causing me pain. Maybe she’s gonna help me.’ I. ”“Rita,” she called to her associate. “Would you like to trade with me? Does James object?”James looked at us and smiled. He had evidently been having the same thought. I couldn’t blame him. Kim’s tight body was something to lust for, and he couldn’t help wanting to see it at closer range. “It’s fine with me,” he said hoarsely.So the girls switched places, and it was Rita’s hand on my arms and legs, not Kim’s. Rita was, I think, a better masseuse; she knew where and how much to knead. After she. This story is regarding a hot party thrown by him on getting passed in the examination in his father farmhouse. I had dressed sexy for the party like Stifle of American pie wearing silk French republic white shirt match with Armani black trouser. I reach party occasion at 7.30 evening , I was little late in reaching there.When I enter the farmhouse there were almost 40 hot looking guys and gals with almost 25 girls and 15 boys, as my friend like me is crazy about the girls he has made sure to. She was cousin sister of my wife and had completed graduation and was waiting for her marriage.The moment I saw Jolly, I become her lover. She was perhaps the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. She was not particularly fair but had a very beautiful figure of 32-26-34. And she wore tight fitting jeans with top and her breasts showed up as two small hillocks on her chest. She would give any man a hardon instantly. I had not done sex for almost five months and so I instantly got aroused. When I.