My wife asked me to drop her back. we sat in my car , i pretended that the car was not starting, and we will have to go by my motorcycle, she told me ...he prefers the motorcycle as she has not sat on one since a long time, Nibha sat on the pillion and I drove the vehicle. Nibha came closer to me and held me by my waist saying that she felt slightly unbalanced. Her fleshy and spongy boobs were being pressed on my back. It was clear to me that she deliberately did so. All through the way she put. "You did not complete the assigned task on time."You did not compete the assigned task properly."You did not approach your trainer with respect nor address yourself correctly."Slave, how many strokes punishment is that?" Ma'am, I, I mean this slave has 6 strokes due." Six? I think you need a lesson in counting. We were at three earlier. Then you forgot to thank me for your punishment so we were starting with four. Then these three infractions mean... ?"Willow tried to count what that would. If we do something for the man in our lives, we are called good housekeepers." That isn't always true," Don retorted."You would be hard pressed to find an occurance where the woman holds the door for the guy, because it isn't an accepted practice. Be right back I have to use the bathroom." As she rose to leave, Don stood up. She sat down looked at Don and smiled as he looked down at her with a questionable look on his face."Like standing up at a restaurant," Autumn continued. "A woman never. Kya badmashi haan?”Me- “Yeh DNE kaun hai aur yeh itni gandi msg kyun kar raha tumhe”Anu- “Galti se mujhe bhej diya hoga…”Me- “Accha galti se usey tum hotel pe ho ye bhi pata chal gaya hai, haan?? Jaldi se bolo…kaun hai woh, aur kya kya huwa hai tum logo ke beech warna….main yeh msg Papa ko dikha dunga…Pura full details chahiye, kyunki mujhe pata chal gaya hai tum dono ke karnaamey…”Anu- “Kya!!! Badmash, sharm nai aati hai….”Me- “Details…warna(shows the msg in the phone)…Papa”Anu- “Kya!!! Nahi.