I think having an older man order me to put on really soft cute girls clothing would make me feel really submissive and sexy. After he had dressed me ...he would tell me I had to call him daddy from then on out. We would go lay on the bed and he would rub his hands all over me, slowly kissing me and whispering naughty things in my ear. After a little while he would start softly stroking my penis through my panties until I was completely hard, and then he would tease me, stopping his pleasurable. She will tell when she is in a joyful mood.Indru, yeah pardon Jaya , what can she, being hapless do in the circumstances.Indra; Jaya, request you not to repeat the same again. Jaya was not able to give a reply.Rukmini; What is this? Whenever we join , we are almost discussing only about fucks.Lakshmi; What other entertainment we have. We feel difficult paying monthly expenses with meagre salaries of our hubby’s except Padma. Our respective husbands think they are heroes with their raised cocks. Your eyes were on me, I sensed it and looked up. I caught your eye. Got you! We froze. The electricity static. I smiled, broadly. You responded. I got up, walked over. You waited, predator or prey? I didn’t care. We spoke a little, my smile never leaving my face, your interest piqued all the while. We kept the conversation superficial: books, magazines, spirituality. I could tell you were married, settled, enduring a slight ennui with the passing years. I just wanted to tear through it, release. I had never even kissed a boy at this time in my life now I was exposed to a handsome young man who under other circumstances I would have noticed and maybe smiled at. He placed his hands on the inside of my thighs and gently spread my knees apart. I just look up at the ceiling imagining him staring at my exposed self. His fingers slowly opened the lips of my vagina and I had to look down to watch. I had never even really looked at myself. Now I was being played with as much as anything else as.