"I am sure you have seen boobs before," she said. She took my hand back and placed my index finger back to the same spot on her pubic bone and slid it...down into her bush. "Here feel that?" Yes," I stammered. "OK, now relax. Move your finger side to side over that with a little pressure. Your father didn't learn this trick until we were married 15 years. I should have shown him this day one. OK, you are doing it right. Keep doing that. Ohhhh yes, that feels very good. Keep rubbing at this speed. " He chuckled as he threw that out, a cocky and condescending laugh. "But keep it going. Keep talking about it, make him visualize it. Don't stop talking about it until he releases. I recommend fucking him good, while you throw these fantasies at him. And Anna.... Don't try to fake this, by recording it alone. I want to hear him on the recording as well, even if it's just his groans as you fuck him."Anna was taking all of this in as her mouth stretched around his hard cock. Her stomach was. “I...”“When we have about an hour, I’ll tell you the whole story,” Chuck said as he stepped carefully onto the dock. “I was kinda proud of myself.”“Where were you?” I asked her. A look of confusion passed her face, but for only a moment.“I had to think,” she said with a nervous laugh. “I’ve been living with a family for the last 15 years.”“She means a cult,” Chuck said. “She’s been deprogrammed. And it was a battle.”“That’s true,” she said, her old smile arriving right on schedule. “I’ve been. The movie got some sex scenes. On those scenes Gayatri aunty looks at me and also smiles. That’s all that day.One Wednesday after noon Gayatri aunty call I to my cell phone ordered me come to her house. I went to her house and pressed the calling bell. She opened the door, Wow! She wore a thin material nighty. I can see her bra and panty. She welcomed me and we two sit in the sofa. She sits near to me. We watch TV. First she talk normally and then suddenly she asked me, “why that day we watch.