Ours was a typical south Indian arranged marriage. I met her in a temple along with all family seniors and then eventually it did click.Now coming on ...o the heroine of this story, that’s my sister-in-law Vidhya. My SIL had some important official engagement on the day, that I would be meeting my would-be wife Anju.Vidhya couldn’t join us at the temple, and as there was a ritual between sisters, my would-be wife insisted that I meet her sister before things moved on. So, our meeting plan was. Seeing the drops of cum decorate my skin like strange pearls. "Show me your nipples, pet." "Yes, Sir."I pull back the cups to show my mocha areolas and hardening nipples. Unclipping my bra and pulling it down to improve your view."Play with them for me, pet." "Of course, Master."I circle them with my nail before rubbing them between my fingers. You watch me lick a fingertip before touching them again and pinching them. I ring my fingers around my right areola and smile at you. Playing with my. I’ll simply say that I find Jill to be gender fluid--I don’t personally like the term genderqueer.“Remember that traditional shamans can be gender fluid; I don’t know if that’s relevant here. The Cree, a band of which was near me when I was little, do have the idea of the two-spirit of multiple gender identities in one body. Their shaman might simply say that Jill is exploring and learning.” Jill smiled, in a way that showed her face relaxed.“I won’t go into everything that followed, for the. She dragged them over my tight abs. She scratched them with her long nails make my skin all red. She gave me a big wink as she jerked my still hard cock with her right hand. "Ummmm....Still hard as a rock baby." she moaned. She leaned down to grab something out of her big black leather purse. I froze as she pulled out a big silver cock ring. She clamped it on the base of my cock. She then clamped on a big leather harness around my balls. She looked at me all tied up and gagged. "Time I milk.