I think all girls dream about being raped, you know. It ... it removes the stigma of giving in to someone by having the male take what he wants withou... permission. Society ... hell, parents, teachers, friends all warn you about giving it up too easily. So being raped takes all those barriers and tosses them aside. You aren't giving it up to the rapist." So what is your real fantasy, Jenna?'"Okay ... I have this ... fantasy about finding myself with my boyfriend in an alley next to a club. We're. Now it’s your turn I tell you as I move down on you. Mmmmm…..you smile at my eagerness to return the favor…. I slowly ease my way down your body, kissing your skin. As I pass your breasts, I lightly flick my tongue across your nipples, bringing a shiver to you. I continue down to your stomach and hips, sucking on your hip and leaving a mark. Slowly I come to your sex, heat radiating from it. You moan in anticipation of what’s next, knowing it’s going to be so good. I kiss your lips, then with. Afer the first time the PI saw them going into our house he'd rigged mini-cams and audio tapes in various rooms there.So now I had to decide how to confront her and when. I'd pretty much determined that I would have to divorce her. There was no way I could condone her cuckolding me and expecting me to turn the other cheek. I considered myself a Christian man but the pictures indicated such depravity and lack of respect for me that I could not conceive of any reason for me to forgive her.My name. Pooja aunty wanted a sex partner and my mom being her best friend offered me (her son) thinking I am virgin and will enjoy her which I did. I and my mom did not talk to each other about sex with Pooja aunty until she caught red handed having sex with Sheetal.It was a Friday evening around 5 O’clock. My father was out of town. It was only me and my mom in the house. Sheetal was also present who was doing some work in the kitchen. The bell rang and in came Pooja aunty. She gave me a naughty smile.