I started to put my dick back in my shorts so that I could exit the scene I had spoiled, but Alyssa thought better of that conclusion. Wait, she said....Dont leave. All eyes were on Alyssa now. Even if Clara doesnt want you, I do. I smiled but continued to excuse myself. I dont think I should be here. Ive ruined something truly beautiful. Im sorry. No, Dad, you can stay, said Clara. Im just really freaked out. This is all so weird. I know its strange, Honey, I said. I didnt mean to Its okay,. Kanti was a normal man with good business while Kavati was a housewife but very shy lady. But we were good friends.After our first experience at Daman with Sanjay & Sunita, I talked this to Kanti. He was very eager to have same experience but he had a problem with his wife, she was very shy and very poor in sex too (Which he informed me). Kanti asked me for help to convince his wife for fun. After getting all information about her wife I asked his permission that my wife would try to convince. This struck a chord with me. Public nudity, bondage, and both a minimum and maximum time to be exposed. There was an element of risk, but it seemed manageable. I went about gathering the materials I would need. A trip to the local store scored me a dozen luggage pad locks, all with different keys, several choker-style dog chains of various lengths, some magnetic hide-a-keys, and a small plastic toolbox. I planned out my locations- a stop sign on the main road, a light pole in the middle of a. ‘Ow shit!’ she looked back at him with a sharp look in her eye. ‘Are you trying to fuck this up?’ ‘Sorry baby,’ then he remembered who he was supposed to be. ‘Hey, shut the fuck up slut. If I want to hit you on your back you’ll fucking like it.’ ‘Yes, master, but my ass please.’ ‘Smack!’ This time he got it right and her pussy and ass clamped down on him. ‘Oh fuck yes,’ she said, as confused as ever as to why it felt so good. ‘Spank me again!’ Five more blows, five more contractions, then one.