Maine bataya ki helmet chahiye. bhabhi ne kaha ki helmet to kamre oopar store me rakha hai chad kar utarna padega. bhabhi aur me room me aa gaye main ... chair le kar aaya. bhabhi ne mujhse poocha “tum roz mujhe chup chup kar kyu dekhte ho?” samajh nahi paa raha tha ki bhabhi se kya kahoon. maine kaha ki wo bahut sundar hai aur unki body aise hai ki jo dekhe wo dekhta hi reh jaye. phir maine kaha ki bhaiya bahut lucky hai jo unhe aap jaise wife mili. bhabhi ne 1 shararat bhari muskan se mujhe. "Look honey, you tell me that you love it when I go down on you, but you never do it back to me!" whined Amy."But I don't like the way it tastes. It smells like fish." No it doesn't! And your taste isn't all that great. And you want me to swallow." Yeah, that turns me on." But what about me? What about my feelings?" There you go with the feelings again. What's with you chicks?"The argument started all over...***The next day, Mark and Amy made a compromise. Mark would go down on Amy when she. And in bed or out of it, at all times she enjoyed being a sex slave. Sometimes id have her walk around, nude or dressed to please me. Order her to pose and bend and play with herself how i wanted or else id slap her. Then watch as she sat down, legs spread and masterbated. Sometimes with her fingers, sometimes with a toy or beer bottle sliding in and out of her. Once i stripped her naked in an alley in Benicia, down to shoes and a necklace. Had her finger herself as she leant against a wall. And tried to see through her neck. wo chilai “Kya kar rhe ho”. mene kaha dekh rha hu kya design h. and we struggled.I said “sirf design dekhunga, kuch krunga nhi”. remember, she was on my right. with my left hand I grabbed both her hands, and with my right hand, I moved kurti little to front so that I can see inside. and then I said “Ye to cartoon charaters h”. She said “Yes”. I said acha design h. It was a white bra with cartoon characters.Again I held her tightly and we continued talking..