.. which of course he did. That's why you had to be punctual here at 8.30 am because I can't hold his jerk in my cunt for hours; not the pants but the...content, the deeper content then, is the surprise that I had in store for you.Never thought I would ever do that , but, yes, if you hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have made any reservations. Apparently horniness also influences the taste buds because it doesn't work with my own ejaculate.Now just drink from that searing source, it will be. I realized I wasn’t worthy so long as I kept thinking of women as something to conquer, fuck, and dispose of. That was like the greatest epiphany I’d ever had in my life. I was sobbing at that point. I really did want to be loved. I want to be a lover, too. I confessed all that to them.“They kept getting in my face. I realized this was like a miniature boot camp experience. They’d broken me down and were starting to rebuild me. They told me how I was supposed to behave in the office, how I was. Sudha welcomed me. Though she showered love, she was adamant about protocols. I had to wear ghunghat, and I cannot show my face to the men, except during fucking. I had to wear nathani on nipples, many bangles, anklets, a chain on waist.All had small bells and wold jingle if I slightly moved an inch. Sudha told that the sounds while fucking are very exciting to men.I tried to argue that I would put them on while fucking, but she was like Hitler.I thought it was unfair. Only I was subjected to. “Enjoying yourself?”At the sound of her voice, I suddenly realized that I had been staring and looked away quickly, embarrassed.“Don’t feel bad. A woman likes to know that she’s appreciated,” she said with a smile.Suddenly her smile faded. “What’s this?” she asked.I looked to where she was pointing. Oh shit! I thought. I forgot to hide the weed.“Um… well… uh…” I stuttered nervously.“You know, I don’t mind drinking as long as it’s not often, but weed is a gateway drug. It leads to all sorts of.