Is it a special day? I thought the parties were for Master’s only. What does my Master have up his sleeves? I pushed those thoughts out my hea...d and started to get dress. Thirty minutes later I stand in front of Master ready for inspection. I’m wearing 5′ stiletto heels, black stockings with garter belt, lacy black panties, a short black skirt which just skimmed my buttocks, a lacy black 36C bra and a see-through, white lacy top which showed off my plump breasts magnificently. Master. In any case, most people have now gone anyway. Might as well try and capture the true nature of tantric sex.”Nisha thought about it and said, “Well, I always knew that I had married an intelligent man.”So Nisha went downstairs, with a sway in her hips, and started conversing with the small handful of potential clients that were left. One lady had asked, “I assume that you’re not married?”Pointing at me, Nisha said, “Oh, I am. In fact that’s my husband.” Nisha went on to explain that we had an. I looked over and there were 2 young guys with their cocks standing straight up. Alex had told one of the guys to sit in the middle of the bed. She then told me to crawl up to him and worship his cock the way she knew I wanted to. I was surprised to hear her talk that but was turned on by it. This had me on my knees on the bed with my head buried in his lap sucking his cock. He immediately grabbed my head and told me I was a good cock sucker. I began sucking on him while being aware that. The foul old prelate claimed that she was his niece. There were a few choked laughs, and he glared and narrowed his piggy eyes.We decided that the poor girl needed our help, and our stiff cocks in fact, so we laid siege and within a month were taking turns helping her on shopping trips every Wednesday morning.I was third in line after handsome Gary and the ever-polite Brian had escorted her, taken her to lunch, walked in the park and in Brian's case stolen a sweet kiss and the barest touch of.