I knew nothing of men dominating women generating intense sexual pleasure for both and a release for the women that unless you have experienced it is ...eyond words or at least beyond my words. Now I know that wonderful bond. I survived my collaring and my nipple piercing humiliated and in pain, but what came next blew my mind. I even could accept my rape by him and somehow my base-being even enjoyed it, immensely enjoyed it, though at the time he could have pulled out my tongue and I would have. My mom then asked me, why do you seem so exhausted. I was blushing again. My mom has never seen me blushing like the way i was blushing then. So she might have thought that something is wrong. Either ways, every thing seemed normal and life was moving as usual.Then the very next day aunty came to my house to meet my mom. She said that her husband would be out of town for a period of 1 week. So she wants me to sleep in her house during that 1 week period. Not because she is scared or something,. I dropped my back and caught her butt and pulled her close to me. Our lips met and we kissed passionately after a long time. I moved my palms from her but through her thighs to her abdomen and moved further up and caressed her breasts covered by her blouse and saree. I felt my mom’s body swivel to my loving touches. After we ended the kiss, mom said let us go inside and do it kanna. But I said, we must do it here, it’s been a long time. I removed the saree off her body in a flash and spread it. ”“Cheers, Vanessa. I'm Mike.”We chat about Malaysia and sip our drinks. Three quarters through her drink, Vanessa glances at her wedding band and suddenly smiles at me.“Maybe you wonder why a married woman goes on holiday by herself.”There is a spark in her eyes. Vanessa, la blonde Milf, I say inside my head. There is a sudden tingle in my balls.“I don’t know. Perhaps your husband stayed longer for work or something?”“Jay and I do little together anymore,” she says flatly.I worry for a moment.