"Patti."She had been crying -- a little -- but it looked as if she'd been crying for hours. She sniffed, twice, and then reached behind her for a Klee...ex and blew her nose noisily."Patti!" Hmmmm?" What's going on?" I. I just... don't want to do anything else." That's crazy! When we hold each other -- when we kiss, I can tell that you're aroused by it. Do you deny it?" No." Her voice was small."Do you have some kind of religious hang-up about sex?" No." A little stronger, now."What, then?" I'm. I told her to ignore that as during holi, such things are acceptable. I told her that if she felt strongly about it, we could discuss that with Anil, when we were to go out later that evening.I invited Anil for a late night drive-in type of entertainment program on the occasion of holi festival. He asked me if he could flirt with my wife Neena a little. I told him to go ahead as long as she did not object to it. I told Anil about my wife’s complaint and told him to be careful with her.Neena was. (Kristin often remembered the event with great pleasure but never thought to relive any of it until one day a year later. Roger was at school and his mates, Kristin’s playmates and pain inflicters. Life had settled a little with Kristin for the most part, merely fantasizing about the heady days of domination by Roger and the guys. She was at her bother’s trucking company.She was at the dock, filling in, at the plant where her brother Jack was the manager. At times she had to do something like. The renewed pain to her nipples made her scream and beg for him to take them off. He smiled and went back to between her legs lubing her ass and his cock he slowly pressed his big hard cock deep in her ass. Traci felt the intense pleasure in her ass mixed with the pain in he nipples sending mixed sensations pain and pleasure through her body ending in her twitching pussy. He started to fuck her ass slowly in and out making the weights on the nipple chains swing causing pain in her nipples.