I just wanted to pull her shorts down and bite her ass, but she complained that I wasn't letting her pack. I wanted to do a quickie as I didn't see an... opportunity of getting any, until we got to the resort, which too long as far as I was concerned. But since we were getting late, nothing happened.We picked up Anjali on our way to the bus stop. She was wearing a denim micro mini (which was not even 3 inches below her ass cheeks) with a t-shirt (no bra inside). She had tantalizing long legs and. You look through them until you find some that you know I will eat. You heat three jars and bring them and a small spoon to my high chair. Sitting next to me, you begin to feed me. The chicken noodle and mac and cheese I eat fine but then comes the apple-avocado-spinach jar. As you feed me the first spoonful I spit it out. “Lizzy, you eat all these things, though I know except only raw spinach, you have to eat this,” you tell me.I pout and you have to hold my nose for me to open my mouth for. It wouldn’t take a telepath to see my rage, if I wasn’t careful. And, since I had one delicious chance to get even, I had no need to give tell-tell clues to any of those involved in the wedding party. Those included my husband as one of the groomsman; the groom’s brother was the best man, younger and Navy cadet.And, then there was Elizabeth, the sweet as pie to the world bride and her sisters for life from the sorority minions now her bridesmaids.It was pretty grim, sad that I was in charge of. He inserted his hand into the pyjama and felt my bare ass cheek, by now I was under his control, I was now submissive for him.He inserted his hand into my panties and he fely my hole, he withdrew his hand back and again came his hand inside the panties, this time it was wet, I think he had licked his finger and pe had made the hole wet with his salaiva. He inserted one of his hand into my salwar and I could feel that his hand was travelling towards my boobs, yes it was and icould feel his rough.