Ticha bharlela sudaul ghatdar aanga va gaval varna tyat bhar ghalat hota.Tya divshi aajibai pan aatyabarobar tya bunglyat geli. mhatarine daar ughadal.... aatyakade baghun tila naval vaatla. tila aatya evdhi sexy banun yeil asa vatla navta. mi pan tithe gelo hoto. aatyabarobar maja karayala milnar nahi he mala samajla hota. Pan ti mhataryala kashi tapavte ani to kasa tadfadto te mala pahayacha hota. nantar mi aani aajibai parat aalo. pan mi punha tithe chakra maru laaglo. tyanchya bunglyat. Then she made her hand rub my groin area while ordering me to exitthe car "now!" "Or your time in your device will grow"! Crying would havesmeared my makeup. I had no choice. I opened the car door and tried toexit as sissy like as possible. The sissy movements were an idea from mywife. If anyone did see me, it was quite obvious what I was. Either adrag queen or a total sissy! She knows that I crave humiliations fromher and her girlfriends while being "forced" to dress up like her idea. "Well, don't you worry none. This won't be your regular ass fuck. It will be a pressurized one." Having said that, he stuck the cold nozzle through her tight anal ring. The cum eased its passage.She heard the whoosh of air and began to feel a cold sensation in her bowels. Her stomach growled as air bubbles began to push everything else aside, filling her intestines. It kept coming. She looked down and saw her belly began to bloat. Shaking her head and ass back and forth, she yelled and tried to. He was a mess when he got home that night. I thought he had just been at work, but he was crying and babbling that he had lost time. Somewhere in the middle of the day, his memory just stopped. He didn't know where he'd been, or what he'd done. He came back to himself while he was driving home. Nearly crashed. We were going to call a doctor in the morning. After he'd slept, maybe he'd remember.He didn't sleep. He read our son a bedtime story and put him in his little bed. Then we sat up and.