He then said can you atleast get in bed with hetal (his wife). I was shocked and amazed now. I said what kind of a man are you. He told see Ranbir…....etal is not happy with our sex life. It always ends unsatisfied for her. She satisfies herself by fantasizing of other men and using the dildo. Being seen hetal I never thought she would be like that. She was a decent, educated and a simple housewife. Hitesh continued….I am ruining up Hetals life by not giving her what she wants. She is very. He teased my hole with the head of his thick veiny cock and tortured me by not shoving it in deep. I jerked my ass back forcing his cock into me. He chuckled and remarked what a cock slut I was. I chuckled back told him to stop dicking around and fucking fuck me.He complied. He grabbed me and shoved his cock in so forcefully I thought his balls would follow. He fucked me roughly, pulling my nipples and smacking my balls. This dual sensation increased my desire and I started pushing back. I began to wonder whether I’d been used to train up the staff, before the company got rid of me. The final day in Essex was less becoming less enjoyable than I had hoped. When we arrived at the Bed and Breakfast in the evening, we headed to the bar. We usually had one drink in the bar, before going back to our rooms to get changed. With the mood being what it was and neither of us feeling particularly talkative, we sat there and consumed more than a few before it was even 7 o’clock. “I’m. ’ The photographer snarled as he started clicking away, ‘Move your left leg out more, that’s it, head down, eyes looking up, a little more sex please in the eyes.’ Interrupting she asked again, ‘I said how much longer, Mitch needs to be across town for a meeting in an hour.’ ‘Who let this woman in, get her out.’ ‘I’m not going anywhere!’ ‘Oh yes you are. Someone remove her.’ Turning to face Mitch and the model the photographer kept on shooting. Watching with interest Mitch saw two of the.