But the evening wasn’t over. My hands were releasedand I was led to some contraption where I wasinstructed to stand with my legs apart and to be...dforward. It was like a padded table that supported theupper part of my body and my hands and feet werelocked into cuffs.Abruptly a cold, greasy lube was smeared around and inmy asshole and I knew what was going to happen. I feltthe knob of a dildo pressing my greased asshole andsome big breasts slid up my back as a woman leanedover. She was praying to God. After half an hour of prayer she came to me and thanked me genuinely for easing feeding her baby. All that scenario just turned me off. Next day onwards nothing been changed. Even I also pressed down my desires for Radha aunty into abyss.October passed and my semester exam was over. I told aunty that i am going my home to meet my parents and will back after a month. Radha aunty did not say anything but looks like she was not so happy with my decision. Ultimately at. But this was no dungeon. The house more than well furnished. With the double bed she was on, the curtains, marble and wooden floors. Everything was well enough for a VIP. As she started to pull herself up she felt a sour pain in her neck and between her thighs. As she brought her hands near her pussy, she could feel that it was on only covered with a loin cloth, not also a panty. Then she suddenly became aware that she was wearing nothing except that. And slowly, everything cam back to her. There were only booths on one side, so we were nicely hidden from prying eyes.We could even sit on the backside bench seat and see anyone coming toward us.Like a still giggling Diane, bringing us water and menus. “Bruce said he’d meet us here at nine. Will that be enough ‘alone’ time for you two lovebirds?”Maggie was giggling, when I said, “He wouldn’t have to wait that long, if he didn’t want to. We’ll be done eating by seven?”Diane sighed, I knowww, but, I don’t get off till nine, I’m.