But due to his financial conditions and his different caste, my parents never agreed on the marriage.I had to forcefully marry Shambhu, who was a well...earning person but did not know much about love or passion. He did treat me well, but he was not like my boyfriend, who also, happens to be an artist and surprised me with different acts. Like, writing a song for me, taking me for a long drive at night, or planning my birthday on the cruise, etc.Even though after having money, all such things. She was going through a strange and painful mix of feelings. Moving from seeing Brandon as the knight in shining armor, to having to face up to the fact he was the polar opposite. She had to deal with the fact that she’d shut me down when I tried to point this out to her. This fact and the guilt she felt was eating her up inside.But slowly, over a number of months, we worked through it as a couple and managed to get back into a good place. I actually found it easier than Sue, because she blamed. For sure, she would remember me. My cock begged for release. I felt the jackhammer throbbing from my ass to my skull. I lifted my head. I was seeing stars from the lack of oxygen. She was wide open, her back flat on the seat of the soaked leather chair. She kept her hands on her thighs, she wasn’t yet satisfied. “Kiss me more,” she moaned. No problem. I puckered up and moved in on her. My mouth was nearly there. I felt her hands in my hair again. Guiding me. Lower. “No,” she whimpered. . That's what a good parts store did.Even though I broke for lunch, it only took me until four to finish putting everything back together on the little car. I had to push everything and not lift or pull anything, so that made the job take longer. I also had to quit several times to help the goof offs that Crystal described. They didn't have a lot of experience and even less common sense. I thought they were both trying hard and I figured I was teaching them. At least I hoped so.I washed up at the.