Rajeev, I am at Bangalore from past 13 years, if anybody want to contact me send a mail to I will share you the Whatsapp no and people can contact me...on FB as well.Here I am going to narrate the story about how I fucked my dearest friend wife with his permission. I am changing the name of the character’s name for the safety and privacy. This is happened almost a year back. I and my friend Kiran are very close friend from long time, I went to medical field and he went to BE. We almost meet all. Then I feel someone start to rub my clit as the clerk says, "Do you like that, slut?"Answering honestly, I shake my head no. I don't like the idea of anyone other than Rusty touching me. I feel a swift slap on my ass. I whimper in pain and surprise."You are my slave. If I wish for another man to touch you then you will enjoy his touch and give him pleasure. Understand, slut?" Rusty asks. Even though he would never allow another man to touch me, he punishes me and tells me this to make the point. "I see you've given your situation some thought," he said.Eric looked surprised, but then nodded. "Yeah. Lea's a convincing person. Goddess. Whatever."Jane made her appearance, her hands once again cuffed behind her. Her eyes were dilated, and Ken could see that Lea had tapped off a lot of the energy that Jane had been building up. None of the sexual frustration or need, but lots of energy. Jane knelt by the side of Ken's chair, and he noticed she smelled very strongly of sex. No surprise. Every fiber of your being betrayed your intentions. The shifting of your hips as I watched you walk into my trap turned me on. Maybe one day I'd like to thank your mother for creating such a perfect specimen of womankind. It is something I've learned to appreciate as my desire for teen girls intensified, the smell of an aroused girl your age is intoxicating to my senses. I would profit if I found a way to bottle your feminine essence." He grabbed the two nearly flat protrusions and sucked one.