I raise my head to look at you, and our eyes meet. Your lips descend to mine, capturing them in a kiss hotter than any fire. I moan against your mouth...and our kiss deepens. I move so that I’m straddling your lap, and my aching womanhood presses intimately against your throbbing masculinity. As we kiss, I grind against it, needing you to be in me and feeling your answering thrusts through the denim of our jeans. I feel your hands slide down my back to my ass, cupping the firm cheeks in your. It was sexual abuse of your husband on you. She thought for a while and said babuji I am a servant here and you all are like God to me. You have to take care of this secrecy as I would be destroyed ,I said as long as you keep mouth shut there will be no problem. She nodded. I had won the game .I told her to come near me which she did (my all fantasies would come true I wondered) .She sat side of me and said I am scared. I said you relax, and I am not an abuser as I got up and took a. Jack came back after exploring the town and looked in at her. She hadn’t moved. He gave a little self-satisfied snort through his nose and went and made himself a martini. He came back to the bedroom and put the cold glass next to her side. She awakens with a shout. The chain and the ankle tie prevented her from jumping out of the bed. Jack untied her ankle and undid the chain from the headboard, putting her hands back on the six inch chain. He then sent her into the bathroom. “Do whatever you. My hand had already encountered enough moisture to make the business viable, and to be honest, after our conversation I felt the need to dominate. I pushed between her legs and she took hold of me inserted the head into her now very wet and slippery slot. I pushed forward and proceeded at a brisk pace. A few minutes and she shuddered through her climax as I came.It was at this moment that the kitchen door opened and I looked up to see HL with a rather startled look on her face.Both of us were.