She started asking about mine life and I asked her life bla bla bla…. Suddenly she started crying I don’t know what to do? Reason is her husband i... not caring her much as he stays away and when he came to house also he drinks daily and come to house and fight with me. He doesnt care me at all bla bla.. Once he beat me hard and she shows me that marks still there on her back. I felt like cry and finally console her, pavitra today is your son birthday why your making these day like this, don’t. My heart was racing, I was shaking. I knew it was wrong…it was so exciting though. After that of course it became more frequent. I imagined Brady fucking me in the locker room, Steven bent over on a blanket in the grass by the dam, our clothes scattered in the trees, sucking Travis’ perfect cock with his boxers on, my hands cupping his round perfect ass, kissing David’s rock hard body while stroking is hard cock. Of course I couldn’t tell anyone about this attraction, I would be ridiculed. A large revenue stream can cover a lot of debt and these girls were taking full advantage of the opportunity. It would later come to haunt many of them.Tracey’s Twitter obsession continued and she bragged often about her number of followers. She seemed not to realize that most of her followers were just older men being voyeurs on her young life and hoping for a sexy picture. Whenever Tracey posted a sexy selfie or a picture in her little work uniform she received hundreds of likes on it. Most. I typed, “Sit on my knee”. A message appeared on my screen Jane, “Ok I’m sitting on your knee”. I realised that perhaps I could be Jane’s’ master, she had a strong side but was open to being submissive to the right person. One day whilst I had virtually pulled Jane onto my knee Jane described herself to me. She was about five foot five a little overweight but with very large breasts. I smiled to myself, my favourite type of lady. I decided to push things on a bit, I told Jane that I had big.