Gone was Christian’s twisted definition of a relationship. His whips no longer striped my bottom. Nor did his leather cuffs shackle my arms and legs...to meet his capricious whims. At least that is what I told myself. However, I did miss one element of our play, the feel and the smell of fine leather. Something about the leather ignited my senses, steamed my sex and dampened my panties. While jack was away from the office in the Orient I had used my smarts to tamper on line the invoices for the. Inside the front door, my shirt fluttered to the floor, my shoes ricocheted off two walls.There she was, sitting on our sofa uncomfortably clam, teacup in hand, curiously staring in the direction of our silent TV. Before I exited the kitchen, I had an ad hoc plan. Her ribbed top would be the first to go, followed VERY quickly by her short skirt that barely covered any of her gorgeous legs. My pants fell as I rushed into the living room, exposing my choice that day to work commando. Waddling. But then I met you, fell in love with you, your innocence, your beautiful personality and your purity".Yeah...if only you knew how innocent and pure I was last night. He continued, "I couldn't resist marrying you before some other lucky bastard did. Sharing you with a friend once was a small price to pay to be with you." But...I did it with both Rod and Ken", I said nervously. "Yeah I know", he replied. "Initially it was only supposed to be Ken. The boys played a game of cards to decide who won. Aditi ko nasha honelaga tha aur vo sex ke liye pagal hui ja rahi thi(after drinks she becomes wild and too hot to handle).I told vimal that I will take one more drinks and you undress aditi and start having fun. Usne aditi ka top utara aur boobs ko hath main pakad ke jor se dabaya. Aditi jor se chillai ooooooooooooouch aur usne vimal ko jor se bed pe Dhaka diya aur uske upar chad gai aur usko jor jor se kiss karne lagi. Kamre ka temperature badhne laga tha. Muhpe bhi nasha kafi honelaga. Maine.