I know it's probably not fashionable to say so, but Iwas into Whitesnake, Foreigner, UFO, Zep, Black Sabbath, MichaelSchenker and practically anything...else you could bang yer 'ead to.I had motorbikes from the age of sixteen and by the next year hadgraduated from an orange Mobylette moped with white leg shields (God,did I actually used to ride one of those?), to a Honda CB 125 cause itwas cheap. My hair, much to mother's disgust was (I'm sorry to say - well no I'mnot actually. It was right for. He is 24 yrs old and is quite handsome.He had a muscular body and attracted me much more than my husband.My sex life was not satisfying at all.My husband is overweight and by no margins even half as handsome as my devar.Ever since our first night, he used to fuck me without my interest.I could not stop him as I didn’t have the courage to say no.But slowly and steadily I learnt it.I didn’t allow him to have sex with me anymore.He warned me that he’ll visit prostitutes if I didn’t allow.I said. The top of thesheet pulled over her breasts and the bottom revealingher smooth legs.Lightly he brushed his fingertips over her shoulder; shemoved a little, her leg brushing against his. He smiledand pressed his mouth to her neck. A small sigh escaped her, and she turned her face towardhis. He inched the sheet down moving his mouth to theexposed flesh. She giggled.“You faker,” he accused, continuing to nibble along herbreast.“I wasn’t faking anything, you never asked me. The kiss was soft at first then got rough. He pulled back and he got rough with her tits pulling on the nipples, smacking them, then she felt his mouth on her nipple, sucking, kissing all around it, then back to her nipple and biting, sucking, twisting, and biting again. Kali squirmed and crossed her leg rubbing her pussy together. Draven stopped what he was doing and pulled Kali’s legs apart and shook his head no and went back to her tits. The more he played and bit her the more turned on.