At the same time I would whisper to her that things were okay. For three years it was always the same routine, rub her back and whisper in her ear. So...etimes she would go a week without the nightmares. Other times she had them every night for up to a month at a time. Then just before her eighth birthday things changed. “Rub my tummy, Daddy,” she said. She lay on her back and I rubbed her belly and her chest. You have heard the saying, “I can do it in my sleep?” That is exactly what I started to. So I consented. A night at the state line, in a Jacuzzi Suite, I could dress up any way I wanted, act how I wanted, do what I wanted, and enjoy it any way I wanted. All for him, sure, why not, I knew he would bug me about it sooner or later and I made him promise he would never ask me to be with another man again. He would set up the details, and that would be the end of it.February 13th came and he pounded me like there was no tomorrow, I couldn't believe it! He ate me out like never before. She was in awe at the sight of all the erect cocks present at dinner. She boldly noted with satisfaction that her husband's equipment compared very favorably with any cock in the group. She also checked out the other women more closely than she had at Orientation, mentally measuring their charms against her own. She felt that she could at least hold her own with most of them, deciding that Sara's exotic beauty was the most stunning of all.The reaction of the newlyweds was not lost on Sara and. Was eagerly waiting for the sexstory story to get published. Lucky I as Part 1 got published recently & many have liked it and want to next part of it. Here it is.Well after the seductive examination of the marwadi aunty in OPD met her daily while updating her husband’s health in ICU. She used to give me a cheeky smile at the beginning and at the end. She was very smart in that. Her in-laws & parents actually thanked me for taking care of her husband and her. I was like wow, nice feedback!!.