"I said glumly, "I don't mean that. I mean the rest of it."She smiled wryly. "Yes, the rest of it, well... that is the tough part. I have trouble with...that, myself." She looked around absently, still smiling to herself, but blinking as if trying to dispel the slight redness in her eyes.Hastily I reached for the napkin holder. "Here, let me..."She gave a quick, dismissive flick of her hand. "Oh, stop, I don't need that. Forget it."I said, "I mean, here I was, acting like that George character. ” “Aaj raat kay baad tu kacchi nahin rahaygi. Samji”. He suddenly lunged at me, grabbed me by the back of me head, pulled me towards him and planted a rough kiss on my lips. “Chaal, Aparna, tu bhi idhar aaja aur kaam pay lug”.Aparna didn’t know what to do. “Chaal kuttiya. Idhar aaja. Sushmita ko bahut kuch sikhana hai.” Aparna begged him not to do this, but I think she knew that would be futile. Slowly she came towards him where he was holding the struggling me by my silky hair. With his left. He looked so peaceful laying there in his boxer shorts and I noticed the front button was open. There was half a bottle of scotch beside him and I thought he had had a bad day, I could clearly see his limp cock through the opening and many thoughts went through my mind.I got on my knees by the sofa and carefully took out his cock through the opening, it felt so soft in my hand, I pulled the skin back like I had seen him do and felt it grow in my hand and as I did so I saw a little juice come. " I remembered how he preferred to have me refer to it. "Mypussy prison." And?" It hurt when my dick tried to get stiff and pressed against my balls inthat tight space." Ouch." He made a pained face. "I'm glad my cock isn't trapped under amock twat. I don't know how a guy could live like that. Especiallywhen he had to look at his stunningly hot wife all the time. Even whenshe was being taken care of in bed by her lover."Carla amended, "By her stallion of a lover."They both laughed and.