************** Along with the Egyptians and the Greeks, India is believed to be one of the oldest civilizations of mankind. A glorious history, scient...fic innovations, one of the ancient world’s oldest and best-known universities and untold riches. There are countless reasons for 21st century India to be proud of its ancestry. Hidden behind this glorious past is a social order full of prejudices and archaic customs. One such inheritance is what is known as the ‘caste system’. Basically, this. That involves deception, lying - a wedge far more insidious, and eventually destructive, than his simply spilling his seed in another bed."I determined that I needed to control this - have him express himself physically within the knowledge and control of the marriage. So I decidedI would bring in a partner for him, someone who was nothing more than be a glorified form of masturbation. No emotional ties, just sex." I was looking out the window, but was listening with rapt attention. I had heard. Off I went to dance, but I couldn’t get the thought of Mark’s cock out of my mind, I wanted his young cock to fuck me or at least give him a blow job, as I danced I looked round and could see him watching me, I beckoned him over to dance he came over and he joined in dancing, when a slow number came on he grabbed me and pulled me close, his cock was still hard, my big tits were pressing into him, he whispered to me that he had always fancied me and loved my tits, I told him to have a quick feel. That happened with Miss Leigh. She appeared in a few photo-sets but then went into editing and more the backroom stuff, so I didn’t get many pics of Her, until I found Her years later on the Internet – and was able to tell Her all about the pants-spunking She made me do. Miss MishkaSpunk my pants then spunk Her pics – She made me each way and then some. Lovely big tits, lovely poses, lovely perv ecstasy and wet pants. How I’d have loved Her to hear me chant “oh Miss Big Tits, ohh Miss Bare.