She lay there completely naked, under his gaze. She started to feel self-conscious, and tried to cover herself with her hands.“No, don’t hide your... body. Let me look at you for a moment.”“But it’s totally embarrassing,” she said, blushing, dropping her hands back down to her sides. “You’re standing there fully clothed and the light is on.”He quickly started yanking off his own clothing, and soon he was just as nude as she was. His green eyes locked with hers a moment, before he went back to. Bhabi tilted her head back in pleasure & her moans told me I was doing it right.I took my mouth and hands off her and looked at her.As I stared at her face she said, “Why did you stop my stud?”“It feels so good”, “I’m going to do this every day if you’ll let me.” I replied trying to control my breathing.“So why stop now” saying, she pulled me back to her boobs. I took back one of the nipples into mouth and licked it making circles around it, as my hand on other boob, cuddled it & playing with. You wouldn't guess that the slut in the photos, me, would havebeen forced to act like that! Checkmate! His plan is quite clear to me,unfortunately that doesn't help very much, it makes it perhaps evenharder for me when I try to guess how all this will work out in thefuture. He pushes me gradually further and further into my femininerole as a whore who has to be sexy and who can be fucked all the time,anywhere when on duty. This includes not only makeup and clothes, butalso more permanent body. It was a deeper, bigger, bang than ever. When he thought of having the married runner wife, who everyone on campus knew, he just got rougher on her than ever. His fantasy of ripping her apart was becoming less fantasy and more real by the moment. The other guys were yelling him on.Bill was still transfixed, on the other side of the two way. He had never seen any of his regular girls get fucked like this. But, then, that is why he arranged this first night for my wife. Not only was Bill not.