Finally she gave a little shrug and said;“Okay okay; just take me up to your apartment and fuck me.”I hadn’t been laid since Sue left for Ohio s...o I figured why not? It wouldn’t change anything and I would at least give my right hand a day off.She did her best to fuck me to death that night. She got four times out of me and after the last one as we lay side by side resting she said:“I sure could a steady diet of this. How about you?”Six months later we were married.We bought a house, had Tommy. Each day I would be masturbating thinking of her, she did make me go hard always. I wanted her to be my bitch, I wanted to fuck her like there is no tomorrow but alas all I could do was use my hand.One day I was walking to my room from bathroom, her room was on the way. Anjali’s room was a bit open, I was surprised to find anjali fingering and my dick immediately stood up saluting her, It wanted to come out of my shorts, I pulled out my dick and started stroking, I was afraid my parents would. During our meetings, he carefully avoided looking at me. When he spoke to me it was with kindness, respecting my place as his friends wife.During one meeting, I was watching him, I noted that Prem didn’t wear underwear, as a long, noticeable contour in the inside leg of his shilwar revealed what had to be an eight inch cock at rest. I was getting a turn on thinking of Prem’s masculinity and the enormous size of his manhood. My heart began thumping as I considered what he must be like with a. And I never cranked it up so loud that it might cause damage.”“OK. We’re going to do some dexterity tests after lunch with one of our physical therapists. Again, it’s just baseline. We’ll repeat the cognitive ability tests, though I’d say it’s unlikely there’s been any change.”“Just don’t ask Birgit,” I grinned. “She says I’m a shithead!”Mary and Maria Cristina both laughed.“I think most daughters think that of their dads at some point,” Mary said. “Usually around fourteen or fifteen when boys.