She barely recalls being at a club, given a drink, becoming groggy, losing consciousness. She seems to recall abruptly awakened from her uncons...ious state, finding herself in a dark room, stripped naked, cuffed, chained spread-eagled to the four corner posts of a bed, like in a terrible nightmare. She shudders as she recalls being surrounded, forced to watch as her breasts were twisted, stretched, both nipples pierced with long, thick skewers, one at a time, the thin studs, now. It certainly wasn’t the hand of her mother-in-law, I feared it might be. Now I was sure that this is Archana and I therefore became more certain of what I need to do to see what she’s upto.From the moment till some five or six days, I felt it hard to sleep and used to masturbate thinking of the hungry young woman in my arms.One day while I was roaming around my neighborhood an old man passed by and my friend whom I had enquired about the house told me that he was Madan Lal, the owner of the. By now his dick was hard and I showed that to himMe: See Balu, I have made your dick hard. That is the magic of using your mouth on the dickBalu just looked at me for a moment and before I could finish saying what I had to say, he pushed my head to his dick with his hands. I realized that he is addicted to one more thing. Since his dick was still small, I could not use my hands and shag so I took it in my mouth directly and started sucking it. I could easily take it in my mouth and started. I squirmed in my chair as the camera settled on a hole in the wall and gasped as I saw a handsome dick slowly slipping through. Oh my god! Was she really going to do it? I don't usually get unexpected visitors in my office, but hunched over and hid my screen as best I could to assure I could privately soak in in the view of my wife's hand reaching out and gently petting some strange cock. A topless photo would have been uncharacteristic of my wife - and very much appreciated - but this was.