Tar thot duto tir tir kore kapse. Ami alto kore tar thote chumu bosie dilam. Khalar gayer somosto goyna khule eke eke khule dilam. Se subodh meyer mot... sob mene nilo. Khalar gaer achol sorie take nie shue porlam. Tar thot amar thote. Amar hat tar pithe, tar hat amar pithe bulie, dujon dujonk ador korsi. Khala bollo amak shami hisebe peye se khub khusi, amio tai bollam.Erpor ami uthe elam tar upor. Amar gaer sob kapor khule fellam. Khalar blouse khullam, tar botar rong besh garo. Amar prakton. ..I woke up wet and horny as hell. I knew I needed and wanted some hard dick to take care of my aching pussy. I could have rolled over and fucked the shit outta my hubby, but I wanted the feel and taste and smell of some strange. It had been a while since I had some. I just couldnt help it! After a while of not getting some new dick, I just go stir crazy!Now, I know, many of you might think, "what a slut...blah blah blah"! But, I wont disagree! I love being a slut! The freedom of having sex. Then she said, ok. But today you will do as I say. you will have to do whatever I say. I said, yeah sure. Just command me.Then she said, what are you waiting for, just fuck me right here, right now. I said, what ? She said, fuck me you idiot. All this while I was hugging her from the back. She turned around, pulled my head and put her tongue in to my mouth. I eagerly took her tongue and tasted it. We both were hungrily kissing. My hands were exploring her body. I started squeezing her right. Burt volunteered to be a test subject. I refused of course; this was science, not some old Frankenstein movie. That night about 6 pm we were celebrating which we hoped was the conclusion of our project. Burt brought a bottle of champagne and although I don't usually drink I had a glass. I would like to say I was drunk and blame it on that, however to be truthful, the drink only relaxed me enough to make a decision I secretly wanted. He coaxed me to try it on him, but when I refused, he had.