Usne fir maa ko ek thappad mara aur bola “Anjali tu meri hai, sirf meri.” Aur maa ne reply diya, “Haan sahi kaha apne, mein sirf aapki hi hun.�...Woh utha aur bathroom ki taraf gaya aur maa bhi uske peeche peeche chali gayi. Fir bathrrom ke andaar woh comode mein baitha aur maa uske samne ghutno pe baithi thi. Woh bola, “Anjali muh khol zorr ki lagi hai,” aur maa ne wahi kiya.Uske lund se ekdum peela peshaab nikal raha tha jo direct maa ke muh ke andaar jaa raha tha. Itni gaandi aur badboo dar. We started going steady, became engaged and even though I was hard up against the "Saving myself for marriage" thing I still tried all the way up to the day of the wedding to get her to spread her legs for me, but to no avail.I was totally unprepared for my wedding night. I expected that I would have to go slow and be gentle. I thought I would have to put up with a bout of crying after the first time and that I would have to wheedle and beg to get a second time. I thought I might even have to. I'm not happy with my fakes and I desperately crave the E cups I need."The man asked if I was sure and I felt tears start to form as I beggedhim for the tits I needed so badly. How could I be the perfect girlwithout them?? He told me to relax and that it was obvious I was sure,crossed the room and took a needle from a small fridge. "Lie down onthat stretcher" he said, pointing across the room. I did and he warnedme I'd feel a sharp scratch and then injected me with the needle andasked me to. ..”“...that I am a monster, a disgusting and brutal and rude person”"Exactly.”“Fine, now that we clarified our relationship let’s go ahead” “what would you do with me? what if i completely surrender to your will, i completely surrender to the...events?" "in the game? in the frame of a sexual game?" "yes"Now I AM embarrassed. In front of me there is a not particularly beautiful woman in her middle forties. Attractive for sure but...my typical 'game mate' is well...different. I leave my mouth.