Jennifer was just over 21, so she no longer felt the need to tell her mom and step-dad when she would go away on certain weekends. Gayle worried about...her daughter, and Jonathan warned her about the evils of life, but they had no choice but to give her space.Jennifer's special weekend had arrived!It was a muggy Saturday night off the boardwalk at Wildwood, and the Slut Hut was thick with young people and old perverts, eager to touch beautiful girls.Jennifer's tanned body was sweaty from. It’s been a month and I still haven’t gotten over him. How could I? I thought he was the one. The one that would love me bullshit and all. The one that would love me despite my issues. But I guess he’s right. Maybe they do make it impossible to love me. Maybe that’s why I can’t keep a guy. And the funny thing is, they don’t even know the full story. How could I tell them what happened to me? Why I’m so scared- ‘Jade! Jade, snap out of it!’ the voice broke through my trance. I took a deep breath. If needed go to parlors. As he said I groomed myself a bit.On Friday my husband came back at 7. He got freshen up and he got ready too. Left the house at 9:30. I was wearing black skirt and yellow top. I was wearing my best sexy lingerie’s (thong and push up lacy bra). My yellow top was bit transparent and showing of my boobs little bit. We met at the pub at 10 we had dinner and few shots of drinks. When we were about to leave. Varun asked me shall we leave nisha.I once saw towards my husband.. Instinctively, I place my hand over my pussy to cover it. My timing was perfect as the tip of his tongue touched my hand. He was not happy. He pulled my hand away and slammed it down on my leg. “I told you not to do that!” He said angrily. He held my hands down as he licked my aching pussy. I couldn’t climax even if I wanted to. I soon realized that this was less about my pleasure and more about his control. He was going to have me however and whenever he wanted me. He stopped licking my clit.