I looked backwards and quietly whispered to him, " Appa (Father-in-law), you are making a mistake. I am not your wife - Prema Amma. I am Suganya. Your...son's wife. Your daughter-in-law "He was shocked! He quickly withdrew his penis from me. He turned me on my back to face him. He positioned himself between my thighs over me and said, " Suganya??? How did you come here to this room? Oh God! I seem to have made a terrible mistake. I am so sorry -- I could not see in this darkness. I thought that. When I arrived at the grocery store I was walking around the place, you know how much I enjoy just walking up and down each isle. Well eventually, I made my way to the frozen food section and I was getting all that I needed. However, I kept noticing out of the corner of my eye this man kept looking at me. It actually kind of annoyed me because I was minding my own business so why couldn't he do the same. But one time I looked down and I figured out why he couldn't stop staring at me. My nipples. Even more so, it felt RIGHT: a female should be obedient to men and their beautiful cocks!In high school, I was called a slut. But I didn't mind! I was fucked so many times by guys who thought they were taking me against my will, but this good little Catholic girl wanted every violent slap, hairpull, passing around I got. I especially recall the time I was "lured" into the woods by Steve Bradley and his pals. They thought they were leading a lamb to slaughter, but I couldn't wait to get to the. “Let me suck it!” I begged. “Let me cram your big fat cock in slutty mouth and lip-fuck you. I want your cum in my tummy so bad! Your huge cock is so fucking long anyway, you can keep right on balling my boobs!” As if on cue, his huge prong’s slit opened and spilled a nasty wad of pre-spunk on to my face. I slowly smeared a fingertip through it, then brought that finger to my mouth, moaning my approval as I drank him in, loving the taste of his sweet sack syrup. Then he tilted his hips down and.