The day passed , what the hell was going to happen , evening wore on , it got later and later, eventually i couldn't take the waiitng and went to bed....My m*m came up to see if i was ok and i pretended to be ill , going for sympathy, she fell for it and went to get me a hot chocolate, a knock on my door let me know she had brought it, and shouted her to come in.It wasn't her it was my s*ster, with a huge naughty grin on her face.I was in bed in my pyjamas, the duvet pulled high and defensive,. Bahat maza aya tumhara lund chuske. Magar ye to bahat hi bada he. Mere pati ka to is se kafi chota he aur bo jab mere chut me ghusta tha to meri gand fat jati thi.Ab pata nahi itna bada jab mere chut me ghusega to kya hal hoga. Mene kaha jan yehi to asli maza he zindegika. Pehele dard hota he uske bad maza ane lagta he. Itna keheke me uske peron ko felake beth gaya. Uski chut ko zyda choda nahi gaya tha.Isiliye tange pure kholne ke bad bhi uska muh band tha. Mene chut ke lips ko hatse khola aur. I therefore said what I would like was for us to drive to a spot where we could be watched. She at first hesitated, but then asked if I knew of such a spot. She lives in North London and so had I and therefore I knew Epping Forest was nearby to her and that it had a few dogging spots. What I suggested was that after my last meeting I would travel by train to Chingford and she could pick me up from there in her car and we could then drive to a secluded spot. Surprisingly she agreed, but only on. I turned to see him smiling at me. “My Lady. How may I serve you?”I thought for a moment, and then an exciting idea hit me. “Where are your collar and cuffs?” I asked.His smile broadened, and he replied, “Well, I just so happen to have brought them, on the off-chance that somebody might want to use them.”He got up, padded out to the entry way, and returned with a leather box. He went down on one knee, and offered the box to me, bowing his head and waiting.I lazily turned and sat up, legs over.