I tried to teach her to wear a petticoat but I gave up because she never listens. I know many guys would be checking her out and I feel that she secre...ly likes it but she never agrees to that. Few years back we had a break and it was a tough time for me emotionally. I would not call her even thought I felt like calling and pleasing her and so on. She also never used to call me. It was official she is my Ex, and I started to move on. After 6 months of break, I found out that she was coming to. Me: kya hua h neha didi ab kuch btaoge bhi?neha: kuch bhi to nai hua, iam fineme: jhoot to mat bolo yar kam se kamneha: you will not undrstnd, leave itme: me koi itna bhi bachha nai hu, u can tell me, boyfrnd ne kuch kha kya?neha ki ankhein bhar ayi, mene car side me lagayi, or uski tarf dekha, wo mujhe gale lag kr rone lag gyi, mene usse pucha hua kya didi kuch to btao?neha: tum hi btao sunny mujhme esi kya kami h jo usne mujhe chod dia?me: kisne chod dia?neha(rote rote):atul, mera b.f, hum1. A voice said in her head: You've been a good little girl.She moaned and shuddered, fluid trickling down the inside of one thigh.Much better than you were the other day, it continued in a mocking tone. When you barely put any effort into stopping him from seeing his friends."Uhhn ... I c-couldn't... " Sandra panted. She arched her back as her pussy rose and strained at the edge of climax. She whimpered in unsatisfied need. "Too ... t-too suspicious..."I'll decide that. But no matter. He's. " She breathed into my ear. "This outfit… and the butt plug." She paused again. "They're not for you." She pulled away from me a little while continuing to slowly stroke me. "Surprise!" she called out, and three seconds later the door opened. Through it walked Tyler, a young man that I know my wife had swooned over ever since he started frequenting our bar. He had his shirt off and was wearing a pair of torn up jeans. His body was ripped from his line of work as a hot shot and his arms and.