We fucked some more, hismouth smashed onto mine, taking possession of my lips and tongue anddrawing me ever more into this world of black dominance an...d whitesubmission. I could feel Tyrone running his hands up and down my stockingclad legs, and I could hear from his muffled sigh that he approved of mychosen apparel. It arouses him immensely to have me feminized and dolledup in various styles of ladies lingerie and undergarments. I had on hisfavorite sheer white baby doll that had peekaboo cups. .?isn't that right, slave?? Richard knew what was expected and complied oncommand :?Yes, Master. Yes, Master, Yes, Master, Yes, Master ? . . . and onit went. Again, Richard was not allowed to cum. Bo continued to torture himthis way because he wanted the full and complete soulful submission that heknew would eventually come from this attorney if he wanted to get his rocksoff. In the instant that the lawyer would beg to be released and be allowedto cum, Bo knew that, like all the others before. Stepping into the living room I notice you have changed clothes also. Standing there, I watch as the muscles ripple through your body as you stoke the fire, your every movement filling me with excitement. Quietly I sit the tray with our drinks down. Walking over to where you are, I kneel down, my hands trembling as they reach out, slowly gliding across your skin. Turning to face me, you gently cup my face, leaning in to kiss me. Wrapping your other arm around my waist, you pull me to you, my. Bohut galia deti hai woh tum jaisio. Jab pata chalega ki tu kutiya ban kar rhegi uski, sara gussa tere par nikalegi.”Puja dar gayi, kyuki use pata hai kitna buri trh auraten naukrani ko rakhti hai.“Please Birju, main apse chud rahi hun. Sab kuch kar rahi hun. Ab to paise bhi le liye apne.”“Woh to pehle sochna tha, kutiya. Jo ye ameeri ki akad rakhti thi. Kha gayi randi. Chal chus loda.”Puja loda chusne lagi. Puja ab Birju ke age jhuk chuki thi. Loda chusne mein koi virod nahi kar rahi thi. Uske.