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Soon something soft was rubbing over my nipples and between my breasts, it had a sweet smell and I thought it smelled familiar but I couldn’t be sure. He asked if I had a guess as to what it was and I begged him to tell me what it was. He said it was a strawberry and then rubbed my clit with it and left it in my pussy for a minute, this drove me crazy and I moaned softly, next he took a feather and ran it down from my neck to my nipples and across my belly stopping at the top of my vagina. When he knew I was ready to explode he stopped and ate me out more passionately than I had ever experienced before. When I finally came he lifted himself up and untied me but made me keep the blindfold on. He then told me to make him hard, I put his cock in my mouth and starting working it up and down with my tongue and hand. He then pushed his cock to the back of my throat and held it there with one hand while he spanked me with the other. Just as I could feel him getting ready to cum he pulled me. I entered the main bunglow and started my cleaning chores knowing that Patil Baba would soon make a move on me.In our community fighting the masters was unknown and we were women who with one signal of hand from our master come to him.As I began to clean his room Ptail Baba got up from his reading table and called me”Radha dar lawun ye ekde”(clsoe the door and come). I dropped my mop and with my usual seductive gait walked to the door and closed it.Then with head bowed I walked to him.I was wearing a stole around my shoulders since it was cold.Patil Baba dropped it from my shoulders to bare my arms. This was the signal that I was waiting for.Now in our community a woman bedding a man treats him like a demi god. There was a ritual that I was taught and now I went about it. Patil Baba sat on the bed and I went on my knees. Removing his chappals lovingly I bent and touched my forehead to his feet. Then deliberately I extended my tongue and licked his toes once to let him know that I was.
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