I got some lube and a condom and was preparing to fuck my little granny for the last time in Vegas. We both had flights in the morning. Dawn moaned so...tly and said “you know my ex-husband and I used to engage in a special treat now and then, at first I did not like it, but as the years went by I grew to like this form of sex”. She then said “I have had a few men since my husband died, but none as young and virile as you; what I want is for you to take me in my butt and not my pussy”? I. Wayne made love to me in a way that no-one has ever done before, the way I had always dreamed about. But don't get me wrong, my husband is the only man I love and it has only been sex between me and Wayne and the other men we have since met for occasional threesomes. But Wayne was special because he helped get the whole thing going, he was also my first Black lover and the first man to really and fully satisfy me in bed. He still joins us sometimes but we also advertise in contact mags, usually. I could clearly see her magnificent cleavage at that angle. I again masturbated and went asleep.Next day, at the Haldi function, she again came to my room, changed into a saree and went down. As I was also there standing among my friends, I took every chance to see her all day long. We even sat together to eat food.Again at night, when she came to sleep, I took some courage and sprayed some aphrodisiacs in the room. When she came out from the bathroom, she was wearing a cute pajama and T-shirt.. I knew as soon as I said what I did that it was wrong and why. The only thing I do not know how to make up or if I ever can. With the removal of my collar, I am afraid he would never give me the chance even to try. Sobbing into my hands, I wish I could take back the words of a self-absorbed slave.Hearing noises outside of my door, I listen, hoping he will come in and finish the punishment so that I can start to make amends if he will allow me. The wait is killing me this time.I can hear.