Me: Okay, its 32.I noticed Sanjeev noted the figure and looked for a second directly at my erect boobs under the cover of my blouse and sari as if try...ing to measure the 32 size through his eyes.Sanjeev: Madam, since mostly the women who come for 'diksha' to Guru-ji are from rural areas and as you also know many of them do not wear any undergarment, we have no provision for that. But since you are coming from the town, please carry your undergarments, but remember to get it sterilized here. I would do anything for him not to do that again! I shake my head manically from side to side while begging him with my eyes and my lips pursed closed as tightly as I can. He punches me so hard in the stomach I feel instantly like I will be sick, but no sound this time as I fight to breath now. Unfortunately being winded so badly, I involuntarily make noises as I try to force air in and out of my lungs again, and before I am fully able to breathe again, the evil man puts another load of volts. Such play was likely to result in a draw, but I was determined not to lose.“What happens if we draw?” she asked.“The prizes are for winning, not drawing!” I grinned.We did draw, and I was down to my undershorts and t-shirt, while Meredith had her bra and panties.“So now what?” she asked.“We play another round.”“You know, I should have asked about birth control,” she said.“I had a vasectomy, but the hotel room comes stocked with a wide selection of condoms if you don’t trust me.”“I’ve never done. Small ass but firm and well-shaped. I’m shape over size guy any day of the week. The pale skin is probably my fetish. I enjoy seeing the marks on her skin after fucking. Few good spanks and she will have the marks for few days. I have to admit; it turns me on to see her branded by my hands and my bites. Like I’m announcing to the world that she has been well fucked and loved by the master of her pleasure. And I loved her for that. - “Hi babe. I just finished talking to Maya. Guess what? She is.