This kept happening for the next 2 days. I would have sucked his cock at least 8-9 times. Early in the morning, past midnight… it was just amazing! ...ut I was growing increasingly frustrated because I wanted that monster between my legs, and he had not even touched me!!The next day, I called him to my house and when he knocked the door, I opened it stark naked, wearing nothing but a pair of red high heels. He let out a sigh, but still didn’t touch me. He was showing great restraint. I. ”“Nahin Pooja. Tujhe pata hai na aaj sirf maa ke liya hai. Laikin wada karta hoon ke kal ki raat tere naam karta hoon.”Woh Bapu ki taraf palat gayi: “Toh Bapu ophir tum hi mujh chodo. Bahut garam ho rahi hoon.”Bapu ka lund nhi ab khada hua tha, woh toh usey zameen par hi chodne lage. Udhar Satish apna ras maa ki choot mein daal kar hammpta hua mere bazoo lait gaya. Main ab phir tayyar tha. Maa mujhe aate dekh kar dheemi si awaz me kaha: “Nahin beta ab thoda aram karne de, choot jal rahi hai. “He thought he could fuck my wife and not pay the price.”“So she is whore, huh?” the German laughed. “Death’s steep price for her cunt. Her pussy ain’t that good.”“We filmed it,” the Texan added, moving, circling, trying to get a shot. Damien moved with him. He was faster than the Thralls, his body leaner. “You can watch it over and over. Savor your wife’s passion as real men fucked her.”Damien feinted to the right, swinging the machete wildly, the stroke of an angry husband. The German. I wake up again, sore, from the walk, from the unforgiving wooden bench…and still in my dream! It is still dark. I try to hold up my hand in front of my face to check the extent of visibility. Metal clangs. Oh goodness! I am in shackles. This is not an improvement. Besides, I am feeling cold… and the cold is creeping into my ‘secret’ places… Jeez! I am naked, spread-eagled and shackled… and as good as blind-folded. What now? Strangely, my body is tingling… not sure if it is fear or.