Main vi maan gaya,,Us din raat me gharme koi nahi tha to maine apne dost ko ghar bulaya,,aur usko mere patni ke samnehi bola ja mere patni ko kachcha ...habale mere samne,aur mere dost wasahi kiya,dost apne haaton se mere patni kapra utar di aur uski dudh dabane laga aur chusne laga,,sofa me laitake mere biwi nangi karke uski chut ko chaat ne laga,,aur avi mere patnivi out of control ho gya,,mere dost ki sar pakarke uski muh chut me ghisti rahi,,uske baad meri biwi uski muh me baith ke apne paani. I slid my hands up onto the little bit of exposed hip and tried to pull her onto my lap, but she resisted.As she finished her sip she said in a very innocent voice, “I don’t want to be a bad host, so how about I share part of my drink with you?” She poured half of her drink into my glass. And slid back out of my grasp to finish emptying the table. I watched as everything was removed from the table except our glasses as they were the last to be moved to the bar. Then she went to the fridge. “She has the most amazing body, and tits I only wish I had.”“Baby, what you have are plenty good for me. It’s not the size that matters, it’s how you wear them.”She told me that she wanted to take me someplace next week, and I agreed. We made a date for Wednesday evening, and she told me to dress more casual than I had last time. I agreed, and said I would pick her up at 8. We kissed a bit more in front of her house, and I waited to make sure she was safely inside before I headed on home.I was. He told us we should beat her regularly, she said. The Priest had removed her gowns and brought her naked without as much as shoes. He suggested she live in the barn and be bound at night.“We did as he said, but she was more trouble than she was worth. I ended up beating her with a whip so much I became aware she liked it. My daughter became curious and found she had a taste for the lash. I have to admit I enjoyed it on my backside as well as long as it wasn’t hard enough to cut the skin. We.