My nterior decoration was all imported from Saudi Arabia and I owned my own fancy car which was an added perk in those days. So I was well known among...socialites and the important people n the city. Aand I was very well known in the nightlife scene of Pune. This story happened during 2010.I had met a beautifull 32 year old woman at a party and something led to another she ended at my house in my bed. After that it became an occassional encounter and she started opening up to me. So while. She was sitting leaning forward a bit with her shoulders sort of slumped, and the view was wonderful. I could see some of both breasts, nearly to the aureole. Before desert arrived I told her to unbutton one more button. Her dress was now open to well below her breasts. When she sat up straight you couldn’t see much. But when she would lean forward to take a bite of desert it would fall away from her body and I could see most of both breasts, including her nipples. The drinks and wine. She personally found the sight and scent of male organs to be somewhat off-putting and didn't see why she should be the one who had to welcome it inside her most private places of feminine sensitivity and to accept her role of "taking" whatever the boy wanted to dish out.It just didn't seem fair.In Linda's mind, it seemed like she would be far happier to be making some boy or girl take what she wanted to do to them and to act in a proper respectful manner for her controlling position. In other. .." While she was yelling, she was also trying to knee me in the groin. I managed to get my hips turned enough to stop her from ringing my bell. After I had my balls protected, I was able to concentrate on the fist she was hitting me in the face with. I was sort of laughing at her response until she laid one on my nose. That hurt, fuck that shit! I buried a fist in her stomach. The fight went out of her as she tried to catch her breathI punched her twice more to be sure she got the message..