It’s clear that if I’m going to get orgasms from you I’m going to have to take them.” I drop the clothes pin and grab his nipple with thumb an... forefinger, pinching hard, pulling it up and twisting it brutally before letting it spring back to his chest. The yowl this produces vibrates down my spine, something about the pitch, the strangled attempt to try and avoid sounding too “girly” produces just the tone to resonate with every nerve ending, and my skin feels like fire washed over it, and. Kavi was hugging me tight while I was driving. Around 8.30 PM we reached her house. We bid goodbye and I was on cloud nine thinking about the little bit of romance happened between us. After reaching home, I opened WhatsApp and it was full of messages from Kavi thanking me for the wonderful night. Please note all the converstaion between me and Kavi happened in Tamil. I am just using English for the sake of the readers.Me: Thank you for coming out with me Kavi.Kavi: My pleasure da.Me: It is. “I’m sorry mother, you were right,” he said still unable to look at her.Kal’s mother stepped forward and wrapped her arms around her son, “It’s okay dear, I didn’t really expect it would work.”“Why not?” he asked.She gave him a light squeeze then let him go. “Sorry Kal, that’s one of those secrets I have to keep,” she said before turning and walking back out into the living room. ------ Kal slipped the leather bracer off his arm and put it into his pack, he lifted the leather satchel and threw. He knows that drives me wild, he knows it well. I'm grunting and heaving behind the gag, making small sequestered throaty sounds as he paces around me in a circle, stopping once to let me watch him masturbate. I've no doubt by now that my cunt is actually dripping its sweet slick honey onto the mat below, and I don't care, I just want it. Him, a thousand of them, something to alleviate this. "I don't hear you begging my little bitch." I roar, as much as one can so verbally restrained as I am. I.