For a time I imagined me as my maasi being fucked by Shrey and myself. It was crazy hot and I came in a minute all over her bra which got dripping wet...over the breastcups. I licked them clean with my tongue for an entire thirty minutes still very horny from the experience. All I wanted to do was to wear her garments for the rest of my life and roll where she slept at. I gave some thought to stealing her lingerie but then decided to do it on the last day when she wouldn’t notice.She got back. First of all, I want to thank for supporting my stories and giving me feedback. I love you all.I am from Mumbai and I am 21 years old. Mail me at You can also add me on facebook with same email id. Please give me feedback and if you want to talk to me then you are most welcomed. This is a story of one of my reader, her name is paramjeet. She is Punjabi and her age is 32. He is married for 3 years now. Her figure is 36-32-38. As you can imagine she is very sexy. She is bisexual and very open. I knew this was where he masturbated many times to the videos and pictures he made me send him. This was the station from which he controlled my life. A part of me wanted to rush to it and throw it out the window, but I knew that he was smart enough to create backups of the content that he was blackmailing me with. Before I could barely put my luggage down, I felt his monstrous hands grip my waist and pull me into him from behind. Even through my sweat pants I could feel his hard cock.“I’ve. She was securely bound and her efforts were to no avail."Please, let me go! Who are you?" she sobbed. Tears started to flow down her cheeks.I touched her arm and she squealed, kicking at me. She started to scream and I covered her mouth, pushing myself against her. It was the first time I had felt that lush body against mine. It made me go nuts I wanted her so much."Scream and I'll gag you."She was really sweating now, sobbing under my hand over her mouth. She was not playing, she was really.