.please say that you will be mine to have, please..."My voice was shaky and scared, "Say...say my name...my real name...say it...you have to say it......He shook his head, closed his eyes, and pressed his forehead to mine, "Only if you become mine...that will be the real you...this isn't the real you. right now you're-"I finished it for him, "Just Suzy."He leaned back and sat on the side of the bed, "Yes. Just Suzy."I barely felt the tears come down my face, I was angry, frustrated, "Say my. What did you think he was going to ask you to do, spot him while he did a set of squat thrusts? Fighting the natural inclination to turn my back, I unraveled the knot anchoring the short, sheer pareu. Then I tugged the strings of the bikini top until it tumbled from my breasts, and hooked my thumbs into its brief.He eased his palms over my wrists. "Let me?"I let go and felt his fingertips gather beneath the elastic at my outer hips. They slowly lowered the snug spandex band until it cradled. I decided I wanted to flash my cockto a woman while driving down the interstate. I knew Icould get caught and be in trouble, so I thought throughwhat I would do a little. My plan was to drive down the interstate pretty fast,passing cars and look for a larger vehicle (van, suv,etc.) so the girl could see down into my small carwithout me having to push myself way up into the air forher to get a view. I had to make sure she did not haveany children or anyone with her. I also wanted her to befrom. ” She sat beside me. I put my hand on her shoulder and surrounded her neck to put it on her left tit. I went on drinking with an occasional squeeze of her tit. After half glass I put the glass to her lips and told her “Drink it darling ” She hesitated saying, “Please, no, a Bengali housewife should not drink wine.” I said, “it is ok darling, when you drink from your husband’s glass, it is nectar to you.” Reluctantly she gave a sip. I grabbed her head and poured the entire glass. She drank it. I.