And yet, here I was: stealing glances at this girl like a sparrow would nibble feed from a basket. Half giddy with the visceral thrill of what I was d...oing, flushed with the sheer shame of it as well, I was a complete mess. For the first time in my life, there was options and choices, a sobering prospect. With her shoulder length brown hair, always so glossy and luxurious; the generous and inviting mouth which gently promised such forbidden, carnal pleasures. Oftentimes I would find myself. Then silence. Have I left the room? Am I standing right over you?It startles you a little when I start gently caressing your tits again, but nowhere near as much as when the caressing turns to a slight squeezing and then suddenly a needle is being pushed through your flesh. You yelp at the unexpected pain, and I laugh at you a little. Did that hurt? Oh I’m sorry. I would stop, except… You’re a fucking pincushion whose flesh is there for me to puncture and cut, and your holes are there for me to. Kelly examined the shinny chastity tube on her husband’s little cock. One of those cheap plastic models wouldn’t do for Kelly. She always had to have the best. This was a custom made stainless steel model which she had made in Germany especially for Henry. This would was made to fit snug and had a curve in the tube. This insured that Henry couldn’t obtain a complete erection in anyway. His cock head peered through the opening and a metal ring wrapped around his tight ball sack keeping the. I was sad and couldn’t sleep so I masturbated and slept next day was Sunday and everyone went to ashram for d puja. I, bhabi and her son were the only people in the house. So I thought its now to never and called his son to my room and played the old episodes of comedy nights with Kapil on my pc and told him to watch and I went down and went to bhabi’s room. She was lying down I asked her what r u doing she told nothing so asked if she want to see English movie with me; she said ok and then I.