This sight inflamed me and I pushed your knees apart and drove for the pink folds of your cum filled pussy. At the first taste of the honey-flavoured ...nectar, I was hooked. I had never had the good fortune to taste the essence of a woman (my wife thought it disgusting and convinced me of the same), so this was a virginal experience for me. I loved it! And so apparently did you, I must have been doing something right since your hands left your breasts to grip your legs at the knees and pull them. Oh god! I didn't want this! I couldn't want this! How could I be respondingto this? But responding I was and I could feel myself getting wetter and wetter ? amoan escaped me. ?Good girl? Master said, ?Good little bitch.? Then he gave Prince the secondcommand and Prince started licking my cunt. As I felt his warm tongue enteringmy slit something inside me broke and I started struggling for all I was worth,crying and trying to get away, sobbing out no and pleading for it to stop. ?Ohyes? Master. Once she was done with that she disappeared to the back of the house. I headed to my car with that last look stuck in my head and I reached for my car keys that were not there. I looked to see if I left them in the car but they were no where to be found. I must have dropped them inside her house so I headed back to the front door and knocked but there was no answer. I stood there for a few minutes knocking but knowing how loud her fans and air conditioners could be I decided since I just left I. I blush and Shweta says she’s tired and wants to sleep. I tell her goodnight and off she goes to bed. I go to my room and take out a magazine with a large photo of Shweta in it. I spit on my cock and start to masturbate. I spit on her photo too and finally spill ropes cum on her picture.“ oh, shweta!!” I moan and go off to sleep with the magazine in my hand.I wake up to the sound of coughing. I get up and see Shweta standing in front of my bed. I quickly cover the magazine in my hand hoping.