" She is, but this has changed things." Things, or you?" Both. Me. She. We. Like, we're addressing shit we never have...sorry, I know you don't like e...motions and feelings." It's OK. I think you and she both have a lot of shit to deal with.And maybe, for once, you can't talk to each other. That's got to betough." You're right. It's sad, but you're right. You're also right aboutAdam. I don't like it, but you are. It's just that, with him, I feelcomfortable. Like I'm not being judged. Like Kenny,. .Jii.. Aisa kuchh nahi hai wo to bas aise hi najar pad gayi thi.Aunty : to waha se najar hat nahi pati thi?Mai: pata nahi mujhe kya ho gaya tha..Aunty : sex kiya hai kabhi?Mai: ji ek baar kiya hai.. Yeh sab sunke mujme thodi himmat aane lagi or mai bhi samaj gaya ki aunty ko bhi maja ata hai yeh sab karne mai.Aunty : mujse karna chahoge?Yeh sunte hi maine aunty ko pakda or unke hontho par kiss karne laga. Aunty bhi mujse saath dene lagi. Dhire dhire kiss karne ke baad maine aunty ke boobs ko. It started a couple of months ago when my husband, in a fit of passion and a little drunk, told me he wanted to lick his cum from me after making love. Really what he wanted was for me to make him lick his cum from me.We never did anything about it, he seemed to lose interest in doing it once he came. Over the next few months, he mentioned it once or twice and I could tell he still had an interest in me making him do it, but I think he was embarrassed to mention it much. Then one evening, we. I jerked at my ties. It was utterly useless, of course — and quite pathetic. "Stop that!" I yelled. He just cackled his god-awful snicker.When he moved away, I saw the dark blotch of a gag at the center of Erica's face. Straps ran to each side, keeping it tightly in place. Only her muffled moans could be heard. She arched her body in frustration."Asshole," I muttered. "I'll get you for this." I sounded as ridiculous as I felt. I was mad at myself for having allowed this to happen."Welcome back,.