I ... I...”He was so anxious his brain could barely form words. Still, I wanted to mess with him a little. “You’d better find your tongue, and q...uickly, boy.”He took a deep breath and attempted to calm himself enough to speak. “I see what you do to those submissives, how you use them, how you break them, how you...” His voice trailed off and he looked down, unable to meet my intense gaze.“And you want to experience that for yourself?”He quickly looked up into my eyes. “Yes, Ma’am.”“You’re not. “Sambhog se poorav rati-krida anivarya hei. Rati-krida na ho to manush aur pashu ke sambhog men antar hi kaya hei.” Rishte men meri badi saali ki badi beti Bangalore men hi rahati hei. Uska naam , umar abh 24 saal , married,mother of 2/m kids, hubby a businessman. Mein aksar uske ghar aata-jaata hun. Yeh 3 saal poorav garmiyon ke din ki ghatna hei. Tabh Nisha 21 ki thi. Shareer bhara- bhara, gadraya hua, lambai 5-5″. Mumme bade, gol- gol, phele hue, nittambh kamuk. Kul baat yeh ki woh shareer. I crossed my arms across my bare stomach and watched as his hand reached around me from the side. He pulled me back to him a step. While one hand worked to unfasten my bra, the hand above my naval made smooth, circular strokes on my skin. I sighed, heavily, and Gray leaned in to me from behind. “I know he doesn’t touch you enough.” “No.” My bra hit the floor atop my dress at the same time both Gray’s hands moved up and cupped my tits. From behind, he kneaded them and tugged on my nipples with. Some Hero I was! A little discomfort had me whining like a twelve year old wanting a hot meal and a bath.You could take the earth man out of the twenty-first century but not the twenty-first century out of the earth man. The thoughts of a Holiday Inn and a Denny’s nearby amused me as we continued our leisurely pace. I chuckled at the thought of Moons over my Hammy. I had never even actually eaten it, but somehow it struck me as funny then.Ruby came over with a knowing look. “You’re having a.