I slapped her ass to put down any rebellion from her. I wanted her to know she was going to get fucked in her ass. She hysterically said, “Koro no! ...mi kokhono korini!” (Don’t do it! I have never done it!) I replied, “Tahole tomar Rana tomar pod er seal khulbe.” (Then your Rana will open your ass.)My dick was wet with her sucking, I pushed onto her ass. Her fear had made her contract her ass even more. I pushed my cock in her asshole and started ramming her. She breathed under the heavy. ! If I couldnot obey her commands and follow her rules, then her participation in mydressup fantasies would cease to exist, and we would probably end upgetting a divorce.She continued to say that If I really desired new experiences whiledressed-up, that She would have to be in charge of all of my futuredressup sessions. That way She could control my runaway desires for morethrills while dressed up.I readily agreed.! This was my dreams come true! Little did I know justwhat my darling wife was up. Tori was now propped up on her elbows and knees, allowing her to manage the pace and depth of her dildo ass fucking, John simply held the dildo in place and watched the anal education.She shifted back, allowing the lubed rubbery toy to slip a little deeper into her sphincter, the first few inches sliding easily up her virgin asshole. Another thrust and a couple of inches more advanced inside of her, she felt an odd sensation of being full much more than John's fingers. Slowly rocking back and. What's a Hataali?" "Ah, you would probably know the Hataali better as the Medicine Man," said Ajei. She looked at me very seriously at first, then burst out laughing. "He's a sweet old man, but I know he buys this stuff from Walgreens and then just tips it across into this bottle. I saw him in there one day buying it." "Walgreens?" I asked. "It's a large pharmacy chain," Ajei explained. "I had a look at what he bought after he'd gone through the checkout. I think its got almonds, apricots.