This only made it worse for me, as my right leg kept moving downwards, causing Anjan to scream in pain. Sadly, soon, Anjan too couldn’t hold his leg...up properly, and pretty much gave up, causing the entire weight of his leg to tug on my balls. I was in insane pain, and never so aroused my entire life (it was the day I realized I was a true painslut).But Janani didn’t notice any of it. She just went on playing with my cock, first with her hand, then her mouth, still speaking. “Fucking choot. You. By that I mean he proposed. And in what I feel like was the worst mistake of my life, I accepted.Just for a moment I'd like to say something in my own defense. There is a lot of pressure on women to get married. All our life's were told it's the most important day of our life and the older you get without being married, the more people wonder what's wrong with you. Apparently there are a lot of women who get married without really loving the man they marry so I wasn't alone. I've heard many. SHE USED TO LIVE ON FIRST FLOOR . I RANG THE BELL AND WAITED BUT SHE DID NOT COME I AGAIN RANG THE BELL BUT THEN I DECIDED TO GO AS I THOUGHT SHE WAS ALSO NOT AT HOME BUT AS I TURNED TO GO AWAY SHE OPENED THE DOOR SHE WAS WEARING HER NIGHTSUIT OH MY GOD WHAT A BEAUTY SHE LOOKED! SHE APOLOGISED TO ME FOR LATE RESPONSE AS SHE TOLD THAT SHE HAD COME FROM OUTSIDE AND WAS IN BATHROOM FOR CHANGING HER CLOTHES. I SAID OK SHE ASKED ME TO COME INSIDE I TOLD HER THAT I WOULD BE STAYING WITH HER FOR 3. He always had a cigarette going, the red pack of Pall Malls visible in the pocket of just about any shirt he wore. Dad drove a truck for a local company, so he was home nights. To listen to him talk, though, you'd think he was on the road for weeks at a time. You'd also think he was still in Oklahoma to hear to country twang to his voice.Mom, on the other hand could probably fit into her high school cheerleader's costume, if she'd ever gone along with that nonsense. Her opinion of cheerleaders.