After some time at this I would return to my room. Now that the sun was down and my room lights were on, it was easy for me to be seen from outside. ... immediately got naked, wet from the swim I slowly dried myself sprawled open legged on the bed.One night a guy walked by. I noticed he had parked his car a few spaces away and not gone into a room. He walked by again. I was now seated in a chair with my legs toward the window wearing a very short pair of shorts (if I was erect my cock hung. From their nudely we went straight to mandir in home there I tied a thread just as formality and I said I am your husband from today .Then she went to her room to put on dress I went to other bed room she wore saree and came with t shirt and boxer for me that is our first night she said that we forget flowers to bring but I said we will have our honeymoon in goa we will stay there for 10 days she said ok for that as you say my husband she said .Slowly she sat on that bed by opening her two legs. Desolate, unable to settle, dressed only in a shift and plain kirtle, she idly roamed the narrow, twisting streets her mind filled with visions of her lost love and concerns for the future. Many men would welcome the chance to bed her, marry her, breed from her, but how was she to find another who would love her? She turned a corner and blindly bumped into a stalwart man, ornately dressed in cloth of gold. Oh no! The Bastard Duke in person. She backed away and dropped a curtsey, ‘I’m sorry, My. "Fuck me," she whispered, her voice catching with her sobs. "Tom, please fuck me." What did you say?" Tom smirked, lifting his head from her tits to lick and kiss her delicate throat. "Did the cold little bitch ask me to fuck her?" Yes!" Donna cried. Her willpower, her spirit, was broken. This torture had to end. "Fuck me, please. I'm begging you. I can't stand this anymore."Just as Donna was getting used to one set of tactics, Tom switched to another. Now he just darted the head of his cock a.