”“Thanks.” I tried to ignore his crude remarks, which seemed the best way to avoid giving him any satisfaction.“Okay, let’s start with me gi...ing you a free lesson on how to properly please a woman.”She didn’t seem to be happy with his behavior, but put up with it, probably because she was fully aware how difficult the situation was for him.“Okay, please follow me to the guest bedroom.”“No, no, boy. Not the guest bedroom.”“What?”“We’ll take your bed.”He wanted to hurt me in any way he could, but. Shweta ne izzat ki khatir kisi ko nahi bataya….Fir ye uske roz ka kaam ho gaya…shweta bhi comfortable hone lagi..ek din vo raat ko saaman lene aaya aur shweta k saare family member wahaan bethe the…jinhe dekh kar usne lund nhi sehlaya….usne ek cigerete li aur 500 ka note dia..bahut der tk vo change dhundti rahi…..lekin tabhi light chali gayi aur andhera ho gya..mauke ka faayda uthakar usne shweta ki chuchi daba di aur ek chuchi dabane laga jisey dekhkar shweta shocked thi usne chudaane ki. Jim's hands were applying a little downward pressure to the band of my thong. You could feel the tension in the room. The tension was making me want to be naked and want to fuck. "Well Jim? You want to show off your wife's pussy?" I continued. "I work with Greg and Ryan. You work with Paul and Bill, do you think you should be showing off your wife's pussy like some slut?" I couldn't stop. I was so turned on. "What's next. Are you going to let them touch me? Would you like that, your coworker's. I loved playing with my Barbie, ran around the house all day, shared meaningless secrets with my friends, giggled at every little thing and made plans in my head about the little pranks I enjoyed carrying out.I grew up in a council estate with my parents and my relationship with them was good - I loved hanging around with them and they enjoyed having me around.As I got older, life - as I knew it - started to change.While running around the house shouting and screaming was once my favourite past.