Peter didn’t press. Alex appeared curious, but wasn’t certain if she’d rather just change the topic. Our waitress returned with our menus.“We ...hould get a bottle of wine,” Alex perked up. Her father looked at her. “I am old enough.”“I’ll have to ask for ID,” our waitress said. Alex made a mad dash through her purse for her wallet and card. “Oh, a young one indeed. A week-old belated happy birthday!”“Thank you.” Alex turned with a big smile to her father. “Daddy?”“I’m driving. Perhaps Gene’s the. Perhaps once or twice a week???And do you enjoy it, Monica???Excuse me???If you lose yourself to the pleasures of anal stimulation, Monica, and achieve orgasm it tells me that you have learnt to relax yourself properly and any so objects can be quite deep. If so I will have to get a colleague to help me to extract it. So I must ask you again, Monica. Do you orgasm when your husband is having anal sex with you???Yes. I do, Doctor. Most of the time,? she said in a hushed voice. ?But please. I. Then Ramya gave me the warm oil which she prepared. She taught me the method of preparing oil later. She told me to apply on Rani’s Breasts and give the massaging strokes. While doing that, Rani started moaning and her nipple stiffened. After some time, she told me to work on the nipples. I did that and I was told to remove the panty of Rani. Her pussy was also clean shaved.After that, to start with the stroke on thighs, inner thighs, edge of cunt and lips of cunt in the manner of certain. His whispers seared her fantasies, lighting embers into uncontrolled flames – and she fell farther under his spell. Her eyes shut in absolute darkness, she reached out and wrapped her fingers impulsively around his cock – bulging in erection underneath his pants. She sighed in final surrender. “Come fuck me,” she managed in a small whisper. He pinched one of her nipples in reply, and she gasped, arching up against his hands. She no longer heard the music – only his voice. He held her captive –.