" And she walkedaway.Pam was true to her word and made Sarah feel fantastic from thewonderful sex she was giving her. She continued with the Butt plug...reatments over the next week. Sarah was getting more and better sexthan ever. Pam was slowly transforming Sarah into a bottom andcontrolling her every move. One-night Sarah had removed Pam's pantiesand placed them in her mouth to soak when Pam got up and Sarah was inher way."We can't have you being in the way Sarah. Here come over here andstand. This is my second story on this site. Thanks a lot for liking my first story “My Driver and his monster cock!”. I got to know about this site from my friend so thought of sharing my experience with you all. This is a true incident which happened with me. Hope you all like it. Sorry for mistakes if I did any. Your suggestions are always welcome.I am Deepti, 29 year old married lady, live in Pitampura, New Delhi. It’s been 4 years since I got married. I have one c***d. My husband’s name is. She was already flagging and it was still less than a day since the first tentative signs of change had been heralded by instant messages, bulletin boards and word-of-mouth.It had been a huge effort to protest for so long, despite the generally mild spring sunshine and the cushioning mass of thousands upon thousands of fellow protestors. It was Trafalgar Square that had been London's main focus for protest. Over the last few weeks it had more or less become Iris' home. It wasn't that she had. She held her legs together, gazed toward me and stepped out of her panties as they reached the floor. Dave's fingers gently caressed her pussy and her hips still rocked against his touch. She sat at the edge of the chaise and opened her legs as Dave leaned forward and kissed her clit. I watched as another man kissed and admired my wife's pussy. He planted his tongue against her swollen clit and licked."Ohhh..." She moaned and held his head as she lay back, humping against his face as he licked.