”“Yeah, sorry they are very eye catching I couldn’t stop myself looking. They would warm up a bit if you rubbed them, and it would get your hear...t rate up against the cold.”“I’m not sure, I mean, I’m married!”“Its ok, just massage them gently, under the blanket, focus on the nipples. You need to warm up.”“Alright.” Gem slowly started to rub her large tits under the cover of the blanket, which kept slipping and restricting her. “Better?” James asked without trying to look too intently as Gem. She didn't resist when he walked behind her and pulled her arms behind her back. "I know you wouldn't fight but I like fucking my girls when they are tied up," he said to her in a conversational tone of voice. It turns me on to know that even if you wanted me to stop that you couldn't make me. Not that you want me to stop do you?"At first she didn't answer but he reached down and grabbed her chin. "I asked you a question slut and I expect to hear an answer."She looked up at him. In the dark she. Okay, actually I wasn't the old me -- even the old me was an objectifying lust machine.I was the chick-flick version of me. The me that queues up the ending of The Fifth Element at least once a month and has a good cry. (Shut up. It's a beautiful moment.)But that version of me needed a few seconds to spin up to power, so I didn't know what to make of her yet. Into that void of indecision rushed an event that collided with destiny and forever altered its course.There at the coffee shop, I just. So we packed our stuff and headed to the Kashid beach in a bus around 10:00 am. It was a private AC bus and it was quite empty. So Shreya’s parents and my parents were occupying 2 pairs of seats each and me and Shreya were sitting behind them.It was a 2 and a half hour journey from my home to the beach. So the bus started and everyone settled down. Shreya was in the window seat and I was beside her.We chatted for a while and then she said that she was feeling a little tired. I told her to rest.