She always used to wear chudidars to work before her marriage. It popped out her boobs like two footballs.I used to go to the first floor of our house...to shamelessly stare at them. So after marriage, she started wearing saree which relatively was less revealing than her dresses. She looked beautiful in them. In the first two months of her marriage, I noticed that she was happy and always a smile stayed at her face.I was both happy and jealous of it. So the actual story starts now. After about. He says with a wicked grin and turns on the sybian, then turns off the light, and walks out the door and locks it from the outside.The vibrations of the sybian are powerful and constant, your poor abused pussy is inflamed with pain and pleasure, and the first if many orgasms present itself shortly after, your try scream out the orgasm, but the gagball muffles it into nothing. Orgasm after orgasm, the pain and pleasure start to blend, and a small puddle has formed under you, you have no idea how. ”He was right. At 10 years old my dick was small and my little ball sack was tight up against my scrotum. I didn’t have even a hint of pubic hair or any hair other than on my head for that matter.“Oh, sweet little boy.” He said as he came forward to me and held me to him running his hands up and down my back stopping to part my ass cheeks and run a finger over my little virgin butt hole. Every time he ran his finger over my butt hole I gave a little shiver I guess because he was probing my. I've frequently gone hungry the last couple of days before payday as there's too much month left at the end of the money and I'm discovering the delights of pasta a la ketchup at other times. No, I'm not a spendthrift, it's just I got saddled with loans taken out to pay for my ex's adult education courses plus the car and the CSA don't take that sort of debt into account. I got rid of the TV, the phone and even switched to a top up meter for gas and electricity and on a good month I just manage.