And the first time she came on my dick she was unbelivably surprised and later told me "maybe it's just the right size to hit a specific spot"...(If a...yone who read this have some knoledge please explain it to me,she was always on top and she was the one moving everytime i made her cum with my dick...but we never even got close to that in any other way)..but other than that I've always been a "is it in" kind of guy..I've heard it many times and like the wimp that I am loved it every time..right. "I thought about it, liked the hell out of the idea but questioned, "Okay, if I agree to this plan how do you get me out of the hospital without being seen and then how do we tell the Chechens I'm no longer in the hospital?"She grinned, "That is my contribution to the solution. Now you wait right here and please do not do something stupid! I will return in less than five minutes."I decided this time I would trust her and true to her word she came back into the room right on time. But I couldn't. As he walked, he daydreamed. Or more precisely, he fantasized. This particular fantasy was one he kept returning too, combining all his favorite fetishes. He fantasized about dozens of beautiful women, of every age, race, and body-type. All were clad in either harem outfits or Nazi uniforms (his most secret fetish, given his Jewish heritage). One and all, they called him "Master", and eagerly obeyed his every command. As he visualized a dark-skinned beauty in the uniform of the Waffen-SS taking. Coming from a small town like Hassan, I found Bangalore a bit too posh for my liking.Girls wore dresses which showed a lot of skin and it is also very difficult to make out women from girls. In my town, typically women above 25 or 30, after marriage, kids etc, would only wear sarees, whereas, in this posh gated community, it was difficult to identify 40-50 years old aunties from their 15-20 years old daughters.In a couple of days, I got settled in Bangalore. The weather was good and I could.