Forget about her, she can’t do the things to you that I can. You know those moments when you look at me, and I’m sliding my pen in and out of my h...t, little mouth? Well, I’m not attempting to work out the answer to your question. I’m pretending it’s your thick, meaty cock. I can almost feel it, if I close my eyes. I sweep my tongue over the end, I stroke your balls and feel you twitch and shudder. I want to taste you. I want to devour you. I want to drink down your excitement until you’ve got. Suja has been married for the 8 years.She has one son who stays with her and goes to school. Her husband visits them once a month. It was summer vacation and her son had gone to his grand parent’s place in Vijaywada to spend a month there. Suja’s chats with me become more frequent.One day she said she is too stressed with work. It is hectic to drive down in the traffic every day. Then come back home totally tired and do all the house chores. I casually said maybe she should visit some massage. Minutes seem to pass and I hunger for His touch again but only hear the rushing white noise and cannot see what He is doing. Finally, His hand rubs my ass and I begin to moan as my sexual desire is fed. Suddenly, the pleasure is replaced with a sharp sting as the whip makes contact with my skin. A series of strikes each biting intensely into my flesh. I feel the blood rushing to the impacted areas. The pain sears into my shocked brain, I cry out, shifting my feet and weight in a vain attempt to. We got into a conversation. After a few minutes, he stood up and said he would be back but that he had to go to the bathroom.I swear, I didn't know how we lost all track of time and where we were. The conversation got interested, and I found myself in a bubble with Carol and Elizabeth. We were all alone and away from the world. We must have talked for an hour before I heard a voice shout "And this means you three sluts too."I looked around and I saw Margaret standing next to Jane, Stephanie and.