And pleasure too, of course.But it is tame, not raw.It is warm, not hot.I still love to fuck my wife. I just wished she needed it as much as me.It’s... been over a quarter of a century since I had a sub that I could train to do it exactly as I like. Dedicated. Respectful. Analingus. Ball worship. Jaw ache. I prefer a blowjob to take a long time. Not so as it becomes frustrating for me, but no rush either.What is that old joke ?What’s better than roses on a piano ?Tulips on an organ.I’m near, now.. I got up at 9 o clock still in pain took bath, did pooja in home only and had dosas which is my all time favorite and was reading news paper when door bell rang. Aunty, uncle and raghu had already left to work and school so I was alone. I opened the door,, got depressed as I saw the lady — she said I am bharthi , madam had asked me to come as someone having back pain in home . I said its me only so called her inside and locked the door,, she was I think widow cause she wore white cotton saree. - “ They have some foreign affair so they have not been at home for 2 weeks. I am alone, and feel bored much.” She replyed rather sadly. - “ what about your brother? “ I continued - “ He is studying abroad until year 2012. “ she smiled. And then she looked at me, gently said “ what can I help you tonight?” I got out a book from my bag beside me, stood up, moved to her and sat down next to her, putting the book on my thighs. ..this was the man who could release the sexual creature inside of her.The door closed and he touched her face, his hand following down her neck and lightly touching her breasts through her clothing. Her breath came quicker and she unbuttoned her blouse, exposing her large breasts for him to see. He cupped one, then the other with one hand, letting the other hand go further down Catherine’s body to her wet crotch. She stroked his chest lightly, then saw her hand reach for the bulge that had.