Meri wife ki aankho mein madhoshi chha gai. Wo phati aankho se Jigar ke lund ko dekhne lagi. Jigar ka lund uss ki muthhi mein hil raha tha aur jaise j...ise hil raha tha wo aur bada ho raha tha. Saap ke muh jaisa uss ka supada fulta ja raha tha. Jigar ne uss ke lund ko hilaya aur fir wo Bijal ki aura age badha, uss ne bed sheet jo Bijal ne odhh ke rakhi thi uss ko pakda.. maine socha bhi ek zatke mein wo khinch lega lekin Jigar ne aisa nahi kiya. Uss ne Bijal ke peiro ke paas se bed sheet ko upar. As we continued to talk, Rick slowly started moving his hand around, massaging my stomach through my clothes. We talked longer and eventually his hand made it under my shirt and directly onto my stomach, making little circles on my abs. Our casual conversation slowly started to shift. "God I would love to make you feel so good right now." I didn't respond. "Seriously, I bet I could give you the best blowjob you've ever had," he said matter-of-factly. "Way better than any chick has done." Uh. I then drank some water from another bowl. Such was breakfast, or lunch, or dinner or whatever it was. I no longer had a sense of time. We headed back over toward the cage. My heart sank. I had had enough of the cage for a while. The neck chain pulled at me as I walked. Master lifted the chain to assist me. We passed the cage and stopped at the impaler, a simple metal rod rising from the floor.My mind raced with joy and fear! I tried not to tremble as Master released my cuffed hands. I brought. That was the only action we got in a long time.After that, weeks went by without us meeting. My parents finally left the house to live in native and I was finally alone in this house. After a few days, I called her over, this was during November last year. She finally came home, we both had bunked college for this, we really wanted us to be alone. She came inside, I closed the door and we hugged really passionately, pressing each other really tightly. I could feel her breath hitting my neck, it.