The very man who had brought out her animistic longing to surface. He was the one man to whom she no longer hesitated in outpouring her sexual outburs...ts. She didn't care how she looked or how she behaved in front of this man.His naked bahu, whose nightie was just ripped off her torso, lay with her hair strewn, the sindoor (vermilion) was long since gone with just a faint smear remaining. The mangalsutra, the symbol of her wedded status, was dangling over her right breast. Balwant's love for. She broke the kiss to remove my shirt and began nibbling lightly on my collar bone. I gripped her hips making sure she could feel my enraged cock. She moaned lightly. "Lay down" I whispered in her ear. She did so. I pulled her shirt off exposing her torso to the open air. She had a Lacey pink and black bra. I undid the clasp in the center of her chest and it fell to either side of her as I used one had to squeeze one, and began to nibble and suck on the other. My free hand made its way down. Your ass is high on the bed, your legs apart; it is all I can do to stop myself forcing myself into you there and then. Tonight is all about control and although that’s the way it may end up, we will be taking a long journey to get there.Across on the dressing table are laid out all of the implements and objects I intend to use. I pick up the first item, a white feather. I hold it in front of my eyes, the candlelight permeating through the almost microscopic filaments. I lean forward and let. "I'll see you tomorrow Brenda, and you too Tiffany," Ron said as he leftto find a taxi."Good night Brenda, call me when you get home, ready Thomas?" Tiffanyasked."Anytime you are," he responded.Thomas hailed a taxi and opened the door for Tiffany and entered theopposite side of the car. Because of his height and long legs he had toturn his legs to be able to sit. This placed him next to Tiffany."Being tall can be difficult, can't it?" she asked."Yes, but it does have its advantages like having.