I accepted the offer since I was sex starved and it would take some more time to resume my sex life.She immediately hugged and and kissed me. I had mi...xed feeling one side I was on top of the world that I have the women I have dreamt all my life and second feeling bad for my wife who is taking pains for giving birth to our child. Chanda had tears in her eyes and she thanked me for understanding her.We smooched for a prolonged time. We ordered food from out we continued our kissing and hugging. I think I’m going to have to punish you.”“Punish me?” The word had a scary exciting resonance.“That’s right.” He began to walk her in reverse, still fondling her tit. She held onto him lest she stumble in her heels. He guided her between sofas and around an ornate occasional-table, the head of his cock brushing her tummy as they proceeded. His eyes had the quality of a brewing storm and she was transfixed, depending utterly on him to steer her. “Of course,” he said, “the items on that list are. Mujhe bhi darr tha usi baat ka aur tum utthi nahi thi us waqt wapas dene ke liye.Main unki baat sun hass padi aur fir boli: To matlab aap meri panty ke sath pura waqt sath rahe.Papa: Kya karu majboori thi.Main chidaati hui boli: Majboori ya… pasand aa gayi meri panty, hahaha.Papa muskurate hue bole: Hat, kuch bhi. Mujhe kyu pasand aayega?Main bhawro ko uthakar boli: Kya pata, mmmm… shayad woh meri pehni hui panty thi to… usi liye shayad…Papa ke muh mein kuch bolne ko tha hi nahi. Woh meri baat. Or maybe she’d never worn any–Tina was good at seeming like a chaste, sweet young thing, just the kind of girl next door you’d want to lead your choir, but Aaron had held enough ‘closed-door meetings’ to know that she was a wildcat in the sack. She seemed to be reveling in the attention she got from all the fundamentalist ministers in the room, but there was something about her eyes. Like she couldn’t not enjoy this anymore…a throbbing pulse of pleasure chased the thought out of Aaron’s head..