I forgot to tell about her.She stays with her parents and a bit traditional for all our love making was in missionary position.Anyway she has a govern...ent job so it was easy for her to make anything up and get out from house.There is small chhak near her house there I was waiting when I saw my little angel coming with jeans and a pink top.She was as graceful as ever.So we went for shopping and she bought a good deal of things.After shopping I told her to have lunch in my apartment .And guess. The second time, it was a hard crack on the ass, stomach, arm or whatever and a firm grip on the ear. She'd pull it close and whisper something in their ear and they'd immediately start behaving. There must have been at least 25 guys that she kept in line. Oh, they were loud, somewhat obnoxious, but amazingly no fights.IDEA!!! Yeah, I'm sure you guessed what I was thinking. I explained what I had at Kels' place to the Best Man. He grinned. This would definitely be cheaper than a strip. I have never measured it, but my wife usually says I have a bigger one. She started doing it with both the hand now, so that she can have a good grip.After 5-6 minutes I ejected, the sperm landed directly over her face, she started laughing at that and asked me to relax and whipped the sperm with a piece of cloth kept nearby. Now she started coming over me, I started going behind so that she can come over me properly, as I reached the end of the bed where pillows were kept, she held my face. That wasn’t something new or unheard of. As a matter of fact, this is how Brux ended his career. Shot by an upset life partner, waiting for him at the doorsteps of a police precinct after he delivered the runner. That happened eighteen years ago.I cursed myself for forgetting about that, perhaps the most important lesson Brux had taught me, paying for it with his life. I had been careless and dropped enough breadcrumbs lately for anyone with half a brain to follow me. I was the prey and I was.