I arrived in Baroda among few other people from Bangalore and finally even the GD was over . No wonder we all got through because the manager who was ...aking our GD did not know how to speak english and his pronounciation was very funny . We all were given accommodation in a society in Baroda . There were two people sharing one bed room flat . Now this is where the story starts in HINDI…. Hum sab logo ki training start ho gai aur kam karne ka maza aaraha tha . Jahan dekho waha log tambakoo chaba. I was an active , but I didn’t get enough ideas and experiences after my marriage. Luckily I met with a woman who came to India and emailed me after reading my story.So without wasting your time, let’s jump to the story. I stopped writing sex stories after my marriage. My email responses almost stopped. I was married and happy with my wife. But she was not into BDSM. I had to manage to do Vanilla sex with her.I was badly hunting for Submissives/Slaves but couldn’t find a good match. Most of the. Slowly withdrawing as though spent, I was delighted at the cry of despair as she thought I’d cum. Plunging in deep again was like placing my cock along an avenue of hungry little mouths, as her hips heaved into me. I raised my body over her so that each stroke managed to caress her clit. Faster and faster I pushed, and for every stroke I made, she responded equally. Now it really was time.Madly, wildly, she was half squealing under me as my own climax hit, and the wonder of our whole fortuitous. She wasn't sure she'd like the pool when she and her husband Derek bought the house several years ago, but turned out to love it, spending many Saturdays out there relaxing. The pool deck took up most of the small area, surrounded by a six-foot privacy hedge that bordered the yard. It was Janet's little oasis. The houses in the neighborhood were fairly close together and the one to left of Janet and Derek was set back a little further from the street. As a result, there was a second floor.