One evening I was alone at home. My wife had gone out. I was just idling and thinking of going out when the doorbell rang. I went to the door and saw ...her there, smiling like always. She walked in when I opened the door. She told me that her computer was out of order and that she would like to use mine. I took her to the computer-room, then went to kitchen to get her a drink. After giving her the drink, I came back to the living room.I had hardly settled down in my chair in the living room when. She starts to sob uncontrollably realizing that her trainer must have known how she had grinded her hips against the end of the cage to make the time pass, and on rare times even achieve one orgasm. She thinks back on what she was told and realizes that there’s is another reason for the tiny cage and its many locks and bolts. Simply that the trainer wants to demonstrate that he can do whatever he wish with his property. She cries silently over the pain, and the realization that she wont even be. We get bus and bought tickets of AhamadNagar after some distance bus stoped on Dhaba for Nasta we both steped out of bus to have a cup of tea we discussed panwala regarding some sex he told us there near the Dhaba there is Dance part you gan get some fun so we both left the bus on that Dhaba and went to see Dance Party. But we there was rush and no so smart girl and we have to fuck so it was not possible to get chance to fuck in that dance party.Then we both come to Dhaba where we had left bus.. Let’s see what’s in the goody basket. Oh wow, there’s all kinds of cheeses, there’s caviar, crackers, cookies. The mini-bar is really cool, it has a list of drinks, you press a button and it make the drink for you.” So for the next 45 minutes Rach and I ate, drank, and talked on our ride. “Baby, is it really private back here,” ask Rach. “Yeah, he won’t bother use until we are 20 minutes out, why?” “Well, I’ve always wanted to have sex in a limo,” she says. “Oh, well, I think I can help you.