..firm..but I couldn't seem to get past that. I sped up, trying toget over the edge, but no luck. Nothing else worked either, I imaginedporn stars, ...irls I knew, even, shamefully, myself in lingerie, butnothing got me to the promised land. Fifteen minutes later I stepped outof the shower, hornier than I'd stepped in.I couldn't waste any more time trying to rub one out, I'm an adult forheaven's sake, not some sex crazed teenager. I'll be a little hornyduring the conference talks is all, not. “Arjun, you have been a complete moron as a husband. You have loved me, I will give you that. But as a husband in bed, you are a worthless shit”I could see Arjun and his embarrassment. But Bhavna was continuing.“I have a lot of care for you and our families. I won’t ask for a divorce. But I need a boyfriend to fulfill my sexual hunger. Siddharth is my boyfriend from now on”.He was almost crying and I was laughing inside learning what a loser he is. She walked towards where I was sitting and. No way. He was caught years ago. I think I was in college when that happened,” Kumar said.“Another thing about the butcher’s wife,” she said. She leaned a little towards him. Kumar caught a glimpse of her cleavage. He leaned in closer. She shot two glances to her left and her right, even though they were alone in that room.“She is having an affair with Mr. Pandey,” she whispered. Kumar looked at her wide-eyed.“I think what you told me about the mafia. You should have been whispering that,”. Thenext thing I know is he is stuffing a ball gag betweenmy lips and telling me to open wide bitch…once it wasin he buckled it up behind my head.You can just visualise me, flat on the table, tied and unable to moveand my legs spread wide ,fixed to the legs of the table.My mouth was gagged and i was already begining to drool.At this point he took out his camera phone and took a fewpictures, only 3 or 4 at the most. He then began to make several calls on his cell phone.As he was making the calls.