I got married at 22 to a real handsome and charming person Vidhur. He was 26 working in marketing for an MNC. Ours was an arranged marriage. I was an ...utgoing girl. To impress me all it took was good look, good manners, sweet talk and a stylish sports bike and he had it all. How typically immature girl I was, I now realize. Our first 3 years of marriage were simply amazing. It was almost like a Karan Johar / Yash Raj Movie.Truly Romantic and Exotic in every way. His job required traveling. And now you are gasping, ‘Oh God, Daddy, Oh God.’ The moment has arrived. You will give me your cherry. You will take my throbbing priapus deep into your hot body. My finger knows its business. It urges you more strongly. You have been instructed to wait until you are ready to come. You will thrust downward as you orgasm. You are almost there. But you have to ask permission to come. You are shaking. I know you’re almost there. ‘Now, Daddy. Now, Daddy.’ ‘No, Darling – not yet. You may not come. So ever since my teenage i dream of fucking her like a bitch.All the boys in colony were mad over her even they give me treats in order to come inside my home to look at her,i know every guy masturbate thinking of her,i think my sister serves some of the rich guys of her school,but i won’t say anything.I remember her hard work to be fit she gyms about 2 hours daily. One day i got unlocked phone of my sis it was full of pics of her and 4-6 boys all nude,so i know she is enjoying that to. He places the paddle aside, and after rubbing her cheeks to calm them some, he tells her to stand and go to the corner of the room, press her nose to the wall with her hands at the back of her neck. Emma does as she is told immediately.He leaves her stand that way as he puts the paddle back in the nightstand drawer. Emma hears him do so and realize that the paddle will be close at hand all the time. Her sorrows over not being on time again make tears run down her face, running the mascara.