I just didn’t want to give it to her. But I had to. If we were going to become a couple, I had to be honest with her.“No,” I said, softly.“Why... not?”Now the conversation was distinctly uncomfortable. I felt my cock start to lose its stiffness. I wouldn’t have believed it, but she could feel it, too.“Don’t you dare go soft on me, Bob Giordano. Not now.”I dragged farther out of her, almost completely out, and sank back in. This was confusing. Her questions had the potential to be hostile, but she. .11.15 te dhuke tok besh kothao sunte hoyechilo tai hater modhhay mathata gunge gunge ki vabchili k jane..–bapre tui to khub mone rekhechis..cholbe cholbe.Age to bolisni..–sob kichu ki bola jai? –tai bolchili j hobe na –yes..coz ajoy k dhoka deoa ta thik na..–sotti kotha bolte tok niye vabte bapok lage..ki size tor r dudu gulor var e jeno hat tei paris na..pacha dekhle mone hoi angul dhukiye di..–acha??tahole ekdin thik kor sex korte raji achi…ami jeno hat e sorgo pelam–kal kal kal kei. Where was L? When will she come and get me? Finally the door to garage opened.?Are you sure you want to do this?? L asked me.I shook my head and agree as best as I could from behind my gag.I felt my panties being pulled down to my thighs and then felt the tug as L connected my leash on to my ball harness. I struggle to keep up with L as fast as I can with my feet hobbled together as L pulls me into the house by my leash in an effort to keep her from pulling on my balls to much. She leads. But it was too late now; she was clearly drunk, and her judgment was seriously compromised. But what else was she supposed to do!? She thought to herself. Getting drunk was the only way she could even imagine of having the courage to do this. Anna was a loving wife and loyal to her man and now? She was standing on main road at eleven on a Friday night “pretending” to be a fucking prostitute!! It was her perverted husband’s idea she told herself, but she knew it got her pussy soaking wet when he.