" she started, but I stood and put my finger to her lips."Let's have some breakfast, mum, then we can get comfortable in the lounge and we'll talk; we... need to do that."We sat at right angles on the settee, knees almost touching, and she burst out, "Simon, I'm so scared. I so need to belong to you, to have you take control of my emotional life and tell me what to do. I need you to be in charge and ... oh Simon, I love you so much—I long to submit to you. I've dreamed about finding the ideal. We dated a few times and play around but never had sex. She would let me suck on her tits and she would play with my cock, and make me cum and I finger fucked her and she would cum. Well we were going to this dance hall and they served beer, nothing stronger , but her mother didn’t like the idea of us going but told us if she could go it would be OK. Didn’t matter to us if she came and we dance and drank and had fun, well we started to dance really close and I was hard and the girl like the. .gaali deke baat krnge..batameezi krnge". Vo dr gyi. Vo sochi hongi "seema kya bol rhe hai ye log..baba kya krnge..khaa jynge kya tujhe..kutiya bana dalnge tujhe..kar le seema..mazza aa jayega aaj". Akhir mein unko sab manna pda. Fir hum sab unko neeche kmre mein le gye aur rassi se hath pair bandh kr gadde pr fek kr kud gye unpe. Koi lips chusta koi mumme chusta to koi chut. Vo aaaahhh krne lgi. Itne mein ajay gand mein ek ungli ghusane laga. Vo boli "ye kya kr rhe ho..baba mar jaungi". Unhone. He presented himself by the name Ronny. He was a journalist and married. His wife had always known that he had a gay inclination. Since they didn't have sex any longer, she had reluctantly accepted that he was meeting men for sex.Because my wife was abroad for a week I could invite Ronny to my home. Ronny was a rather heavy guy but I prefer fat guys. I like the weight pressing on my body. He said that he had a steady partner who is living in another city so they don’t have much opportunity to.