She used to get so upset with me because I would remove myheels without her permission because my legs and feet hurt, or I wouldtake my dress off befo...e she wanted me to. She thought about locks on myshoes and dresses but decided that not only was it too much trouble tokeep track of the keys, they just plain stood out in a very unattractiveway. That's when she remembered the helplessness (thumbless) mittens shehad seen on one of the web sites I used to visit. She reasoned that if I could not. He had a lot of come to shoot and she was quickly drenched with his sticky white stuff.“Now lick it up.” He commanded.“What? NO!” She backed away, revolted. He grabbed the end of the belt that was around her neck and pulled her to him, her face to his groin, his prick against her cheek. The belt tightened so much that she literally could not breathe. Her hands went to her neck to try to pull the belt away from her skin but to no avail, panic stricken she looked up at. “Aaaaaaaaa mmmmmaaa Bhideji haaa mujhe bhi aaise hii Madhvi bhabhi jaise experience lena hai. ” Ye sunkar Bhide aur teji se apne lund ko unke gaand par ragadne lagta hai aur ball ko jor jor se daba ne lagta hai. Kuch der aaisa karne ke baad Bhide Roshan bhabhi ki maxi ko piche se utha ne lagta hai.Dheere dheere maxi unke thigh tak utha lete hai aur apna haat unke thigh par gumate hai. Apna lund unke gaand par ragate hai aur fir se unki maxi ko upar uthane lagte hai. Ab Bhide ne Roshan bhabhi ki. He moved back and forth, as if raking a zen garden, but gentle, each time sending that cold charge through her nerves.Then he cupped her stomach, pressing down like he was searching for something, something specific, a special mass. It twisted her insides into knots, the realization of what he was aiming for. She and her husband use to rub her stomach like that when she was pregnant. It all came flashing back, the memories she tried to keep locked up, her children’s smiling faces. Oh, how badly.