My husband is a Principal and we married after I got pregnant in affair with my husband. We used to live together, as Delhi is a free city relative to...other parts of India.My fantasy is so secret and shocking that it would remain a secret if I don’t write here anonymously, my all time favorite writer who always gets my pussy wet when I read his stories. Then only I decided to confess and write to this writer and here is my story being said in his words. He is describing my feelings to you in. By the time baseball/softball season had begun, I was now fifteen, Stella now thirteen.Our dad had worked long and hard all his life, but he just didn't have the resources to pay for our college tuitions, even if we went to state college. His plan was to show the two of us as many sports as we could master, hoping we would excel in one or more of them and become candidates for scholarships.I held my own, but I wasn't a star in any of the sports that I tried. My only saving grace was possible. Kate could see as well as I her encircling fingers actually spreading apart 11/2 inches each time the massive shaft throbbed and swelled Kates nipples had grown hard as diamonds then I glanced lower&hellip, in Kates squatting position, I could clearly see that her labia had become swollen and puffy and had openly parted. Her vaginal area was slick and glistening with copious secretions, with dewdrops clinging to her glistening folds&hellip, I told Kate his cock was clean enough now and told. When the housekeeper came in to collect the coffee tray, Jess said, ‘Lily would you please remove all of Mr Hester’s personal things from this room and store them away carefully. But please leave that painting of him untouched.’ Lily looked at Anna. ‘Miss Jess is here to try to make me better Lily. Do what she asks.’ ‘Um Miss Anna?’ ‘Yes Lily?’ ‘Is Miss Jess old enough to know what she is doing when your doctor and those two psychologists have failed to return you to happiness?’ ‘I have no.