’ *********** I remember that day as if it were yesterday, and that was over five years ago. That damn man has had my heart clenched in his big str...ng hands for six years now, and I really hoped he wouldn’t give it back. Looking back it seems so obvious that we were perfect for each other. I mean, he loves to eat and with my Italian heritage, I sure can cook! Sitting at his bedside now is draining, it takes a lot of energy to not cry. I pulled the privacy curtain and curled up beside him in. “Bend over the stool.” As I leaned forward, I realised there were cuffs attached to each leg of the stool. Not hand cuffs, like you might see a police officer with, but leather cuffs, each on a short chain that was then bolted to each of the stool’s legs, low down at floor level. He moved in front of me, crouching and taking hold of my left hand. Passively, I watched him strap my left wrist into the first cuff. He made it snug, and the short chain only gave me a couple of inches movement. My. ” Itna bol ke Anil ne apna lund mere muh mein ghusa diya. Aur hamesha ki tarha zor zor se jhatke marne laga.Lekin is baar mere gale mein lagi belt ki wajah se mere ko bilkul bhi saas nahi aa rahi thi. Main baar baar saas ke liye tadap rahi thi. Tabhi udhar se Anil ke dost ne meri chut mein lund daal diya tha. Woh bhi kafi bada tha aur ab jo 3rd admi khali baccha tha.Usne mere boobs ke saath khelna shuru kar diya aur unhe berehmi se dabane laga. Ab idhar se Anil mere gale mein belt bandh ke mere. The grass had dried quickly, almost as quickly as Candice's breast healed. Damien lay next to her, panting and gasping in the aftermath of their quick coupling, listening to each gasping breath coming from his exhausted wife."So," he panted, once he could speak, "how long have you been carving yourself up, and when can we do it again?"Candice grinned, lovingly grateful that he was still willing to talk to the sexual animal she'd become. Running out of the house and stabbing herself, then.