After logging in, we went to our room and I laid on the bed. She was wearing her mangalsutra and other things married women wear.I asked why she doesn...��t wear all these when she is in Bangalore. She said, “I don’t like to wear it.” After that, I saw her changing her panty as it was dirty because of sex on the bus. I was looking at that and she blushed little. She sat next to me and we kissed for some time and I was fingering her.I wanted to fuck her but she didn’t let me. Then by 7:30 a.m., she. Her dress and hairstyle was very old-fashioned. I know I’m being critical, but my initial reaction was she needed to have a bit of a makeover and she was definitely not making the most of her appearance.I heard quite a bit of their conversation and learned the following: his name was Bruce and she was in to have her tonsils removed next morning. They closed the curtains and from the rest of the conversation I could hear, I was not that impressed with him. He was quite bossy and talked over her. A date with an eligible young woman, ostensibly from at least a well off family who agreed to contribute. The family putting up a matching amount for the winning bid. With my recent workouts and diet I have slimmed down and am looking much better. I had literally gone to pot, at the belt line. Haven’t really started to gray yet. With a six foot frame and blue eyes I am still a reasonably handsome man, looking much younger than my years. I have not been on a real date since getting divorced. A. She humped up and down as fast as she could, keeping a scared eye on Ms. Brendan with her whip.“I want you to come, Cutty.” Ms. Brendan said after what seemed hours to Donna. “Or a least convince me you came...” A smirk on the face of Ms. Brendan showed that she did not believe Donna could fake it convincingly.Donna herself was using her tied up arms by now to push herself up, together with her tired legs. The beautiful housewife was sweating all over.“Oh fuck, I can’t keep it up any longer.”.