I love you very much and want to stay as your wife, but things are different now.Prem: What do you mean, Anushka?Anushka: Can you see Rustam sitting t...ere? I need him in my life, because he gives me what you couldn’t.Prem still seemed calm and collected. In fact, he had a little smile on his face when he said to Anushka, “You want me to share you, with him in our bed?”Anushka: Rustam has rights on our married bed and every time he exercises that right, you will have to forgo your right to. I push her back and slam on the wall behind her. Unzip her jeans and slide my hand to her pussy. She resisted harder but I slam her back to the wall even harder(might hurt her head).It was so soft. I pinch her pussy and insert my finger so hard. She held my hand and drag it out and fall on her knees. It scared the hell out of me. I ask “What happen?” Giving me angry look she replied in pain “Can’t you be little gentle? Is it your first time?” I was like “Ooh!!I will try.It is your first time. I retrieved the scissors from the bedside table and took them to her ear, snapping them together. She jumped and smiled in anticipation, waiting for me. First, I snipped the top of her t-shirt, giving her breasts more room to spill out. And spill out they did, growing up and out over the pressure, eventually ripping the fabric on their own and they escaped, bouncing to freedom. She let out a sigh of relief, moaning at the feel of my breath on her nipple. While I had control of her, I knew. What else am I missing?”“You are not superior. I do not have to answer to you.”“You’re a guest in my country,” Curtis says, his face growing hot and his anger barely being held in check. “You damn well have to answer to me. If not me then you won’t like who you will have to answer to.”“I give you courtesy at airport,” Yulia says. “I do not have to allow babysit.”“Oh, but you do,” he asserts. “As I’ve said, we can’t have you running around on our streets being a vigilante.”“You try stop me.