He remembered those days when we used to play strip rummy and although had never gone on to penetrative sex, he had enjoyed my wife in many ways never...heless!! I looked at them and grinned…”go on…she has decided to make you feel good so what can I say…! “Thanks you two, just like old times!” said Manav happily.In a flash he pulled her neck close to his face and planted his lips on hers and in darted his tongue into her pouting mouth. She moaned gently as she held him. His hands went to her. And so now I stood in the locked gym, curtains pulled against the windows so we would not be disturbed, ready for whatever was to happenI feel you standing behind me, your hand running up and down my spine, across my arse cheeks and down the back of my thighs. Over and over, making me shake just a little. But I knew it wasn’t going to be that easy. As much as I wanted it, I knew I’d have to earn your cock inside me. Your hands now firmly gasp the hem of my pleated school skirt and push it up. Then I thought of the busy world outside and longed to bepart of it. Although nobody could look in through the darkened windows Icould look out, and I saw little things that almost made me cry.Courting couples walking hand in hand, families with their children,shopkeepers at their tills, the world going about it's business happilywithout me. All too soon we left the town and after several hours wedrove into the grounds of Meadowlands Asylum.The doors were pulled open and I was led by two of the. She stretched and loosened up, her body bare except for the two white five-inch long rectangles of fabric hanging loosely from a waist string, over her pubic area, the other in back, dangling over the middle of her buttocks. Her long auburn hair danced gently in a light breeze, as she eyed her opponent.Yulla, a dark haired beauty with deep blue eyes, stepped into the opposite corner, wearing the identical slave waist garment, uncovered her smallish breasts and stooped to take a drink that the.