He was conscious of her warmth through the flimsy negligee, and felt her breasts pressing against his chest. As she struggled to hold him down, the ne...ligee rode up, and as he thrashed about trying to escape he found his hands grasping her bottom through the thin fabric of the bikini panties, and more than once as he tried to tickle her in retaliation his hands briefly cupped her full breasts from the side. He was starting to become very aroused, but the tickling was driving him mad at the same. Main married hun, mera figure 34B-28-36, fair skin hai aur mujhe usually ghar pohonchne me 11.00 baj jate hai. Mere husband Gurgaon me Job karte hain aur who bhi late hi ghar aate hain. Baarish aur Traffic ka haal dekhte huye lag raha tha ki aaj 12 baje tak bhi nahi pohoch paungi. Maine mere husband ko message kiya ki “Its Jam, I will be late” unka reply aaya “Same here, I might reach home after 1.00 today” Kuch 30 minute baad bhi hum hardly 2-3 Kms aage bade the.Ab mere phone ki battery 4-5%. Now, I am older and much wiser about my sexual preference. It became apparent that I was and always will be a submissive person. My wife and I have played with many toys and it was when she strapped on a dildo and fucked me for the first time that I realized that my sexual calling was to be a submissive pussy boy who yearned to be fucked by a big cock. I am sure this is not what my wife wanted.So now in my life a fantasy would defiantly involve a man. Not just any man but a man who is a friend.. I will treasure it always." Then he gave Mandy a very long and loving hug. He wiped the tears from his eyes with his finger and gave a sigh. He looked around behind the counter and found a screw. "Young man, you help me put this up please? Right there so everyone sees it." Greg was happy to help him and they had the picture up on the wall in just a couple of minutes.Then Mr. Liberti insisted that they have a cone before they left. They left the old man still looking at the drawing, and walked.