Sadly, soon, Anjan too couldn’t hold his leg up properly, and pretty much gave up, causing the entire weight of his leg to tug on my balls. I was in...insane pain, and never so aroused my entire life (it was the day I realized I was a true painslut).But Janani didn’t notice any of it. She just went on playing with my cock, first with her hand, then her mouth, still speaking. “Fucking choot. You have a wonderful pussy right here, and a mistress to own you, and you still want to go out of India. She was around 40 years old, fair coloured, sharp facial features, beautiful body and sexy curves. Her husband was a manager with some MNC in Hyderabad.He was always busy with his job and work. He had little time to spend at home and very little time or I can say no time for sex with his wife. After speaking and chatting with her for some time, she agreed to meet me and asked me to come to her apartment around afternoon time as there will be few people in her society outside. I went at her. “And crazy is also refusing to suck my cock after having given me the perfect blackmail material yourself!” He slapped the hard shaft of his cock against the side of her face a couple of times and then told her to open her mouth.Lilly was scared shitless… and her pussy was on fire with need! She had her catalogue of favorite fantasies and she was living out two of her most wicked! She had this thing about being attacked and made to unwillingly perform sex acts with a man or other men (sometimes. ) She said they would go for a run together late afternoon Saturday and then he would give her a massage when they got back - she said he had a table set-up and as we had building work planned our house and still had boxes stacked all up and no carpets so she had suggested she should go over to his house, she obviously didn’t want me around but little did she know I would be away on Saturday anyway.The following day at work I had mixed feelings, strange excitement that my wife seemed to have.