When she turned back and saw me, she gasped, putting her hand to her mouth and falling back against the door, then, realizing it was me, relaxed and p...t on a mock-angry expression."Oh, jeez! You scared me half to death!"I said, "Sorry," and smiled at her as I stepped forward to take her in my arms. I kissed her and said, "It was just so much fun saying good-night to you that I wanted to do it again." She giggled at this and said, "All right," and we kissed again, more deeply and romantically. I. Most of his subjects were teen or pre-teen girls.I listened as they talked and she described how she was having a fantasy about being with someone other than her husband. She couldn’t get the fantasy out of her mind. She would have vivid dreams about it at night, often leaving stains on her pajamas. Sometimes it was just too intense and she had to touch herself. Her husband just couldn’t find out. He was insanely jealous by nature and it might end their marriage if he ever knew about her. He keeps saying over and over, how much he wants me as his wall art. He brings over a step ladder and climbs up it, so he can put his cock in my mouth. As I am unable to move at all, he does all the work, thrusting between my lips until his hot cum pours down my throat. Exhausted and pleased, he duct tapes my mouth shut. He says he has to go to bed and that he will see me in the morning. In the morning, he feeds me. He inserts various things in my ass. I am kept like this for 24 hours. Possibly. Ever since she left college, there have been talks about her marriage. This is the only thing that she can look into future only.It is Diwali and Meera’s dad is at work. For the past two days, her dad came home late at 12 am or so. Meera stays up till her dad comes and serves food and then goes to sleep. It is 9.15 pm and her dad promised that he would come by 9.00 pm. There is no Diwali without people around a person.She is now watching TV while there are crackers blasting outside. There are.