I want to go ahead and make a point that I am actually transferring this interactive story from another website, in which the website has done everyth...ing it can to nullify users from reading any kind of interactive fiction with paywalls and lies of site-traffic. CHYOA here seems like a vastly better area to transfer all of the chapters with ease, along with the Story Map option allowing any reader to explore any chapter deep within the story. I want to thank all the staff for this site that. He started kissing me and told “ Shweta my darling, your husband needs love”. I replied “ I love you amit, its my duty to love you darling”. He started kissing my lips and pressing my ass for a long time. I was getting hot by his touch.After a long kissing and smooching we both were really hot, I was badly in need of a play. I was wearing a saree that day with my navel visible. I had my thali(mangalsutra) on my neck and sindoor on forehead. I was looking like a hot housewife. My pallu just fall. After she climbed back in bed I handed her my almost empty glass. “Thanks.” “You’re welcome,” she replied as she placed my glass on the nightstand and took a drink of her own. “Now for some more foreplay. We’ll start with more kissing, then move on to breast play and finally I’ll see exactly how good you are at eating out.” “Yes, ma’am,” I replied with a devilish grin. I knew exactly how good I was at the last part. We began to kiss once again and after a few moments I slowly slid one hand down. Or we could blame Gloria's older sister who, a few days earlier had emailed Gloria about the Asshole Club at her college."Speaking of pictures," Gloria told Haley between test shots with the new camera, and she explained that to gain membership to the Asshole Club, girls in her sister's sorority had to submit asshole pictures. But it was a joke, sort of, Gloria said. Almost all the girls submitted photographs of George Bush. One of them submitted Donald Rumsfeld."Pretty funny, huh?" Gloria said.