” They responded by roughly pushing me to the grass and now one knelt at my head holding my arms down while the other was planted at my feet firmly ...pining my legs to the ground. He straddled my outstretched body and roughly ripped open my blouse, then he forcefully tugged my bra up off my breasts. He paused to bend down and lick, suck and bite the nipples on my schoolgirl size breasts. I was crying by now but was helpless to do anything but submit. He slid his 200 pound frame down my body. Par har sal sab ko nirasha hi milti thi. Unke sasural walo ne bahut doctor ko dikhaya tha par sab thak gaye the koi result nahi aata tha. Ab bua ke sasural wale bua se chir chuke the aur bua ko ulta sidha bole the.Bua yeh sab nahi sah pati thi to bua ne meri maa ko sab bataya. Toh maa ne bua ko kuch dino ke liye hamare ghar pe bula liya. Bua jab ghar pe aayi to maa ko pakad kar khub royi. maa bua se bol rahi thi, “Sab thik ho jaye ga nanad ji maat roo, sab thik ho jaye ga,” aur maa bhi rone. He padded down the hall, barefoot, being careful not to wake anyone along the way.He was thinking about exactly what he was going to say, rehearsing it in his mind the way they rehearsed those sugary songs over and over again. On auto pilot, he opened the door without knocking, while debating to himself whether to mention that part about the chest hair. He took a step into the room -- and stopped cold.His mom was sitting at her dressing table, facing away from him. With the angle of the door. Work commitments kept them either in their respective offices or at home. Neither of them spoke about the events of their first excursion into swinging, preferring it to pass into history without a marker. It was something that happened is all, no big deal really.But, after a while, they both experienced the urge to explore once again. Believing the club to be a safer bet, they talked about what each of them would like from their next escapade. Chris admitted that he had for a long time,.