" She turned away and headed for the kitchen and replicator.It wasn't quite a silent meal, as we talked desultorily about the findings we'd been shown..., but there were longish periods during which neither of us spoke. The silence was a little strained, somehow. I popped a pocket of ravioli in my mouth, chewed thoughtfully, and swallowed."This is good," I said. "I don't think I've tasted anything quite like this before." Granny's recipe," smiled Anya. "Granny was born Italian, so I was brought up. (Yeh unka style hai, humesha ghar me saree ka pallu shoulder pe cleavage line se hata ke hi rakhati hai) mai to paheli hi najar me ghayal ho gaya.“Are Sanjay tum, aao aao, Sunita ne (Meri bhabhi, gaon wali jo meri neighbor hai) bataya tha ki tum aane wale ho, mai tumhara hi intajar kar rahi thi.” Bhabhi ne mujhe ander bulaya aur mujhe apne dono hathh se pakda aur mere mathe ko chum liya. Bhabhi ki ye ada mujhe bahut aachi lagi. Ungi jism ki garmahath ki khusbhoo se to mere tan badan me. He wanted to make sure shed bruise. She felt his erection pressing into her thigh. He was firm, but not rock hard. She knew shed need to take more to make him rock hard. She wasnt sure she could. She wasnt sure hed give her a choice. Hr grinded his cock against her thigh. Do you remember begging me for pain? Begging me to unleash my fury on you? The way he pronounced the word fury was to belittle her. To make light of her predicament. It worked. She felt stupid. Well, whore? Do you remember?. It rather horrified Innocence at first (and she never got fully used to it!) to see Fifteen performing with dogs, horses, donkeys or goats. She would fellate the animals with a care and attention which was equal to that which she showed to Innocence’s more normal penis – taking ponies’ dark penises into her mouth and bringing them to ejaculate over her thin naked body. She was particularly good at dog fucking – allowing the Alsation, Dalmatian or Irish Wolfhound total vaginal or even anal.