It all began five years ago when I married Bill. I say, "I married Bill", not "Bill and I married" because truthfully that's what it was. Bill and I h...d dated for six months previously. He seemed nice enough, the sex was acceptable if not outstanding. I wanted to be married; I was twenty three years old and most of my friends were married by now. Bill was a nice enough guy, four years older than me, nice looking, good job. So I pressured Bill into marriage. I told him I wanted and expected us. I was loving it as you know mujhe baadi gaand maarna aur choosna chatna bohat pasand hai phir maine dheere se us ka pallu nikal diya aur us ki saree nikalne laga aur phir dheere dheere us ke boobs dabata raha aur halke se us ke nipples ko dabata raha wo zoor zoor se saans le rahi thi aur mere shirt ka buttons khol rahi thi mera lund khada ho gaya tha aur maine use apni bahoon me le liye wo ab peticoat aur blouse me thiMaine use passionately kisses kiye aur us ki gaaand dabata raha wo bhi masti. That would be the key.We arrived at our home airfield mid-day in San Diego, switched the plane and the truck, packed into said truck and went home. First thing, Dana took her bags to the Master bedroom and dropped them off. She walked Viki to the guest room with her things. “We will put my stuff away later, and take you to shop tomorrow. Now, just undress. We are going swimming,” Dana told her. Alex introduced herself to Viki, they hugged and the three of them were like that the rest of the. To be expected, it wasn't easy work and most doors never opened to let you in to even start a presentation. The first couple of days were brutal and I had already decided this was not for me and I was going to quit at the end of the week. I had made no full presentations and obviously earned no money. But then I hit on a house that I was surprised to see the husband open the door rather than the usual stay-at-home housewife. After a brief attempt to get him to let me enter to make the.