The story is a bit long with proper experiences involved and not just sexual anecdotes, so kindly bear with me.About me, I am Ankit, a 25-year old sin...le male, residing in New Delhi, having average Indian height and a decent-sized tool capable of satisfying even the wildest fantasizing sex goddesses. I am used to working out regularly and have maintained a decent physique (though not the athletic kind). Coming to the heroine of this story, she is Ritika, 27, recently married to my cousin. I stood there, seething inside until I felt Sonia’s stomach against my back as her arms went around me. “I understand how you feel,” she whispered in my ear. “I wanted him all to myself at one point too, but you can’t be jealous if he’s with someone else. He loves all of us and will come to love you if you let him, but you have to accept him having other lovers. If you need someone to hold and love you, you only have to ask. There are several other people who would be happy to hold you when. "Slut...where were you last night?" He asked but didnt really waifed for her answer,pulling her hair back so she'll be able to look at him. "No...i told you i was out to a friend's place" she whispered,not minding the slight pain but her master's feelings. "A guy friend" he corrected her as he grabbed her hair harder,making her winch in pain. "I am loyal to you and you know it,ill do anything to prove it" she said,looking at him with pleading eyes,looking for her master's forgiveness.Kris moved. Jackie loved that I was willing to change on the set. It fit her frenetic style. Michael had several outfits laid out, and Jackie’s assistants would hurry out as I stripped down to my boxers and hand me my new clothes to put on. The assembly-line approach meant we could power through many more outfits than was normal.Michael was also there to check photos. Tyler had worked enough with Adrienne that she had a good eye for detail. She actually rejected more photos than Michael did. The good news.