The second time it was because mistress wasn't the first and last words out of my mouth and the third time was because I spoke without being spoken to...o first." There was a pause and then Molly added, "master."Dave smiled. "Well, I guess you'll learn to do as you're supposed to." Master, she didn't tell me the rules first. She just spanked me." Another pause. "Master." First off, you just broke one of the rules she did tell you. You spoke without permission. When she comes down here, I expect. Us din padma bhabi ne mango juice (aam ras) banaya tha, wo ek glass se aam ras pine lagi abhi bhi wo sirf petticoat aur blouse me thi unka mota pet niche latak raha tha aur nabhi bhi saf safJhalak rahi thi moti chuchiya aadha blouse me aur aadhe bahar jhank rahe the, wo badbadana shuru ki” kash sasur ji ghar pe hote to aaj kitna maza aata aam ras k sath khair yaha meri kisi ko parwah hi nahi hai ek mere pati hai jo dusre desh me hai aur ek devar jise parwah hi nahi ek sasur the wo bhi 8 din k. I like that... Come on in paint boy." said Tori. What no pussy licker I thought... I paused. I then walked into her living room. I had two buckets of pink paint, in my right hand. A rolling brush, a paint brush, a few 12 inch wooden paint sticks in a bag in my other hand. I almost dropped all my paint gear. "Hi!" said a very bodacious woman on the couch. "Paint boy.. This is my sister. Tina!" said Tori. "Nice to meet you." I said. "Wait! I'm not paying you to talk. Follow me. My sister moving. They’re incorrigible, and believe every woman is supposed to be bisexual, and they’re willing to help do the seducing, usually thankfully just one new conquest at a time. Even at forty our sex lives have never been better, and if there has been any tapering off or plateau hit, I haven’t noticed it. I expect our sex together will be just as good (but maybe a little different) when we are 50 and even 60. Our love burns within us endlessly. ************* Rick and I already have his son and my.