I watched as he tightened and clenched his big, muscular ass cheeks then uncleanched them, over and over. I massaged them, running my hands over them,...I squeezed and caressed both his ass cheeks then spread them open, exposing his hole. I never expected to find a man’s asshole so alluring, so sexual. I parted the hair in his crack and lowered my tongue to the delicate folds that circled his opening. I tongued them gently and he moaned. Oh, how I wanted him and pressed my tongue hard into him,. I closed my eyes and savored how it felt to be standing there and, for a moment, forgot how dangerous he was and how romantic it felt to be in his apartment looking out at the city and drinking champagne. He kissed my throat just above the collarbone and a shiver went through me. I took his hand away and, facing him, smiled into his eyes,“So do you want to hear the rest of my story? ” “ Sure, why don't we get a little more comfortable in my bed?” I finished my champagne and handed him the. I carry them out.But while doing all this it seems the women in me is lost to a busy husband,demanding relatives.I was 23 when I was married to Satish a Manager in an Multinational Company.I have vivid memories of my bidai(send off),how much i wept about leaving my parents home.The moment I sat in the car with my husband,my journey towards a new life began or may be it had already begun.Me and my husband were sitting in the back seat while my Father in law sat in the front accompanied by the. But I don?t think Mom and Dad?s going to getme the kind I want.? The girl shrugged. ?Some parents are like that. Mine aren?t. My name isGina.? ?Well, my name is?You?d just laugh if I didn?t tell you it was Dennis,? hebowed his head. ?I won?t laugh. What do you want it to be? I think Elvis is a cool name.? ?Who? What are you talking about?? Dennis asked, finally getting up. ?Back where I used to live, there were kids trying out new names. Most ofthem were girls. Girls can get really stupid.