I stood and walked over to Chris, slowly removing my wet shirt. My breasts were tender, and sensitive. I had bought a nursing bra that day and just ha...pened to be wearing it. So, I removed the pads and exposed my erect, pink nipples. As I passed my fingers over them slowly, I felt sensations that I had never felt before, they made me so horny. Chris' eyes never left my breasts; he was completely in awe as I gently squeezed them, milk dripping from each. As the milk dripped onto my belly, Chris. I stop her immediately and asked her have you ever loved dad have you ever been satisfied in bed with him. She immediately coughs my point and said so you want to make me happy in bed you want to fulfill your desire by fucking your own mom. I got anger on her and said her see i love your body yes every lover love his darling body and want to make her happy in all way if i can bring your happiness by satisfying you in bed then what is wrong in this and again you are married to your husband by. Again, I am afraid I came to relish the thought that I had no choice but to obey, and that the alternative to obedience was never a good choice.One morning after my enema and breakfast, a large box was carried in, and I was told to climb inside. My hands and ankles were tethered, and the lid closed. I was now relying on a few air holes. I felt the box being lifted, and after a short while , put back on the floor. It was obviously in a van, because soon the engine noise started, and continued. My son was 19 years old and my daughter was 16 years old. I was married at the age of 18 and gave birth to them immediately after marriage.Go to indiansexstories dot net to read more real-life sexual encounters.My husband was 22 years elder to me. He was 60 then. He had stopped having sex with me after our children were born. It was almost 15 years since we had sex. I was craving for more sex but I had to respect his thoughts and decision. He became more spiritual day by day. Though he loved.