You know, one of those littlecages to lock your dick up in. So it becomes impossible for you to get anaughty erection. And I bought the smallest one... they make. It's calledThe Thimble. Just think what it'll be like wearing that 24/7.Especially with me introducing prolonged teasing sessions to yourschedule. Your erogenous zones are going to get a real workout everyday, and your poor dick, in its pecker prison, won't be able to doanything except hurt. Poor, poor Satin. But remember that you. Indy couldn’t help but laugh a little. She had to agree with him though. She looked back out the window only for a second when she felt his hand tough her on the arm rest. “I am sorry, you can have it if you like” she said trying to be polite. He smiled at her and shook his head. “No no, you claimed it first” he paused for a second and it was clear he had something else to say. “Maybe you can offer me something else though?” he asked but before she could even process what he had said the plane. He can see the boredom in her and walks across the room to her.“What do you say we forget the party and I take you home?” Siddharth says.Diya giggles, “Boys.” Just like them to want sex. Not that she was complaining. They drive home and reach the apartment. She closes the door and turns aroundSid stood in front of her, closer than before.“I want you” he growls. His deep voice sends chills down her back. He knows she loves it when he spoke with a dominant voice.Sid’s lips are suddenly on hers.. We moved to the peaceful South Indian city of Coimbatore, away from Bangalore, where most of my biological dad’s relatives lived. There, in school, when I joined, my new Indian friends introduced me to ISS. As I started reading ISS, I slowly moved to the Incest section. Then, I realised that there were a lot of people like me who fantasized about their moms and aunts and sisters.This re-ignited my lust for my mom and sister, especially my sister, as I had seen her nude before and wanted to see.