They all moved. I was feeling alone at Chennai and fantasizing her more frequently and was trying to make some other relationships, those are other st...ries. Many nights I fucked her in my dreams. I fucked her in all position in my dream, most frequently doggy style as her ass is the most attractive one in the world so far I saw, but those are all in dreams. Whenever I used to come to Bangalore for official or personal reason I used to get meet her and her hubby. Nobody could understand my inner. I could feel his warm breath on them, and could tell he got satisfaction out of knowing I was wet. He held apart the folds of my pussy and blew air along them. He moved up on top of my body straddling me to let me feel his hard-on. Even with my top still on I could tell his dick was huge. He licked my nipples through my shirt and bra, noticing how taut they were. He ripped open my shirt and tore open my bra revealing my d-cup breasts. He seemed to often pause and stare at me, I could almost. Then I came on her and inserted my cock inside her tight vagina omg she was still a virgin after stroking for some time I inserted my penis completely she screamed out of pain and was moaning loudly ohhh fuck come on baby tear my pussy drill my hole ohhh ahhhh am all yours you bastard fuck me as your bitch common.After 15 minutes of fucking I came a lot in her pussy and was fulfilled fully and she hugged me tightly after that for some time we slept on bed hugging each other and swathi still. If that is as the Master wishes?" When were you in Brussels and Australia?" asked Henry, curious that a harem concubine who looked to be well under thirty should be so well travelled."My Master, the Emir, may he live for ever, kindly takes me with him if he is going to the opera. When we are there he lets me listen and watch the opera. If he wants a woman, someone else has the privilege of pleasuring him. I love the opera," she explained."Do you know Vissi d'Arte?" Of course, Master. Shall I.