I hope you enjoy reading this. I certainly enjoyed writing it.It started last summer, August to be exact. My husband had just got home that day from a...week long convention he was attending in Mumbai. I was in my back yard cleaning up some from a little family gathering I had the day before when I decided the heck with this, the sun was shining and it was such a hot day that I was going to be lazy and just lay out on a blanket and work on my already dark tan. That's when I noticed Sumant, my 18. T During my most recent therapy session Dr. April had said, ‘Whatever you want in a future companion you need to be doing for yourself first. For instance if you want a boyfriend who eats right, start eating right. If you want someone who works hard at his job, start working hard at your’s. You can’t expect everything from that person, your habits will attract that person.’ Of course I still wasn’t ready for a new relationship, far from it actually, but it wouldn’t hurt to work on bettering. I have taken hundreds of videos of Bangladeshi village women and go home to wank on their videos. I also go and visit the market and film the women bending from behind, grope the women's asses with my hands or my crotch, pretending that it was an accident. I then stand right behind them feeling their bums with my crotch pretending that I'm just looking at some clothes. In my apartment, I hired a maid with a juicy bum who comes in the morning and leaves in the afternoon. While she is working, I. Some people tried to enter the elevator, but I shook my head and shut the doors on them. Before the doors were fully closed my lips were crushing yours, and our tongues furiously slapping each other. Our breath came in short sharp gasps, and you grabbed my head with both hands and pulled my mouth harder into yours, your tongue thrusting so far into my mouth that I felt like you were fucking my face over and over . . .I shoved my hands up your shirt, and wrenched your bra up off your tits, and.