Isliye jaan-boojh ke room mein gaya hi nahi main. VP sir ko Bimla ne nabhi choosne se rokte hue thoda sa gussa dikhaya, jisse VP sir ne sorry bolte hu... kaha-VP sir: Kya karu, tumhare pyar mein bekabu ho jata hu?Aur fir se sahanubhuti jatate hue Bimla ke shareer pe maar ke daag ko sehlate hue meethi-meethi baatein ki. Fir Bimla ne rote hue apna dard batane ka naatak karte hue gusse mein aakar side se blouse ko utha kar aadhe boobs ke ubhar ko dikhaya. Jispe mere daant katte hue the.Ye dekh kar. .. I would suck the chrome off a trailer hitch”. The thing was I felt weird things happening to me after the second shot on that first day. My nipples got even more sensitive and my titties ached. My tiny penis would get hard if anyone looked at me and instead of being ordered to suck cock by the guys I was all over them when they walked in the door begging for their cocks – and each day it got worse... After my week of “vacation” it was time to go back to work and was shocked when I opened my. Part of me was very excited, and the idea of watching my wife with an other man was very sexy even though it was still a difficult thought to fully embrace. We had been together as an exclusive married couple for several years now, so to all the sudden be sharing her and my fetish with some person I barely knew, and honestly didn't like, was extremely far out of my comfort zone. But I knew she needed this for whatever reason, and as her husband, I needed to support her and her needs. ...so here. And guess what? We took care of that, not to difficult just a phone call notifying the principal you would be away on holidays for awhile. And you dont have the heart to destroy me, youre too soft despite your prickly attitude. Now take a shower, eat your dinner and go to bed. We promise that the fun wont start until tomorrow at least. Spluttering in denial that no one would notice her disappearance, Anya watched as James left the room, and locked it quickly behind her. Shit mumbled Anya,.