Sister Jekyll or Sister Hyde, could I manage the duality? For the next few months, Tom asked me to work late at least once each week, and I think I su...prised him by my enthusiasm and desire to reach the pinnacle of sexual pleasure. I have always been a confident lover, and though I would do anything Tom wanted, I really wanted him to do things to me, so urged him on to take control and to dominate me. I thought I would split open the first time he fucked my ass, he felt so big in my back. Not big, or awesome, amazing, just nice. Not that he minded with my hand wrapped around it.I just squeezed him. Almost gently, but firm enough. I just love the feel of warm cock in my hand! He'd keep closing his eyes and I kept up this soft tugging until I was certain there was no way he was going back. Then, I let go. His dick was sticking out at a forty five degree angle and he had one of those adorable mushroom heads that had pre-cum leaking out the tip.I got up in front of him and lifted my. He passed by few rickshaws and saw the driver sleeping inside.Just then when he turned around, he saw one of the rickshaw coming from behind.” Bhaiya, lokhandwala? ” asked Rituraj.“Jee haan baithiye” said the driver and gave a full glance on rituraj.Rituraj was very tired as it was hectic day for him. So he sat in the rickshaw and closed his eyes and went off to sleep.Suddenly a jerk and rituraj’s sleep got disturbed.“Kya hua bhaiya?” asked worried Rituraj.“Kuch nahi madame. Aap baithiye”. What did this Norwegian intend, I wondered, closing my eyes again and enjoying his touch. His hands moved towards my breasts. They were a fair size and one of my major attractions, the things boys had always grabbed for when I was younger. But Holger resisted the opportunity and returned downward on the gap between my bra and pants.“A beautiful women like you,” he began the conversation again, “whose husband leaves her like this, you must have many lovers.”“Huh,” I sniffed, “I should be so.