?I?m sure you?d try,? I said.?Bonnie. Do you have a dick in your nightstand??I laughed. ?Maybe,? I said.She looked at me. She kissed me softly. ?I nee...d someone,? she said.?You need a shrink,? I said.?Hey! I do own you, Bonnie. Behave!??Yes. Yes, you do.??Then we?re going to go home, and we?re going to put on our nightgowns,and we?re going to make love to each other. As your owner, I commandit.?I smiled at her. I loved being ordered to do something I want to doanyway. We left the bar, walking. She is 29 years old from Mumbai. Her husband is working in the USA. She stays with her 2-year-old son, father-in-law, mother-in-law and a divorced aunt in Mumbai. I am writing this experience after getting her consent. After posting my story on ISS in 2015, I got many emails from readers. Nisha sent me a message on hangouts and later we shared our pictures over email. She was not getting time to respond quickly in the beginning but later on, we started talking regularly day and night. Her. Frantically, she sought the some spot in her sister's secret place; felt Jan's teeth sink, painfully into her shoulder when she found it. She sucked in her breath, but made no sound. Fingers moved without finesse, roughly. Pleasure came in waves. Greg's cock filled her vision. She could see it explode! She could feel it! It filled her up with depraved passion!"Oh, God," she screamed, "that's it! Yes, fuck me. Fuck me! Make me come!" Oh, shit, Marcia, oh, shit... baby, you're so hot. I love it.. We wanted to give you some idea of the reason for your visit ahead of time." I appreciate that, and I understand your need, but why me?" I questioned.Sharon approached with three full wine glasses and offered, "Why don't we get comfortable on the couches?" as she handed Jane and me a glass. I followed them to the living room, and we all had a seat. Once we were settled in, Sharon continued, "So let's get past the basic questions first. I'm sure you're wondering why we don't use a sperm bank.