" Moaning lightly in me ear, you had told me once before over the phone that being tied down. To be controlled was something you had always fantasized...about, I was usually the one who loved to be worked and used but with you it was backwards. No other woman has made me act this way, I know what we have is truly something I can only fathom as raw passion. My hungering desire for you burning so deeply in the core of my being. I wanted to be the one on top to work your body in any way I wished it. “My wife briefing me about the privacy of their parents”, I thought for a second and the topic changed there. Let me describe my wife, she is a photo copy of actress Kaja Agarwal with the right amount of flesh n curves. And my MIL, a perfect MILF who got married at an early age with a figure to die for! Until now, I never had any such opinion on my MIL, but things and my behavior started to change from there.After few days, my wife came back home. One fine evening when we were having sex, it. Could there be some legitimate, medical reason for her to have so much milk? He was sure she had no children. Hmm... there was only one way to be sure; would she let him leave? Six months ago, a man could enter a woman's apartment after a date, and leave whenever he wished, she would not have tried to stop him. Now... ? Now that was not so certain. If she was the wrong type of woman, like Denise... or that sweaty redhead, then she'd NEVER let a healthy man slip through her clutches! That was. As we walked through the maze of parked cars, the gusting wind was pulling at my costume, seemingly harder and harder with each step we took. At one point my cape was drawn almost straight up behind me, and my skirt was floating up in a billowing circle about my waist. I squealed as I realized how quickly I was exposed, but fortunately, no one, even Brian saw me before I could get my hands on my skirt, controlling it. The whole episode, however, made my nipples very hard, and the points of.