Daddy yes harder Daddy. As she leaned over I can get a better View of her riding him and she was taking it all the way. Even in the dim light, I could...tell how wet she was. She then began to go much faster. Oh god daddy yes I'm coming, I'm coming yes daddy. f*** me Daddy she started to cry and then her body started to spasm. as She leaned back and rode him harder and harder. Yes daddy I'm coming, I'm coming. Right there don't stop, keep f****** me. he grabbed her hips and had a look of. Her husband had tried to get her to enroll in this class a dozen times, but she had resisted. She refused to have her fear thrown in her face like this. There was nothing that would entice her to go along with this crazy plan. Suddenly, he was in front of her, pulling her chin up to force her to look at him. "Would you like me to call if off?" he asked quietly. "Would you like me to tell our friends that you backed out of the bet in less than an hour?" Barb silently cursed at herself for losing. I got ashamed and he gave me a weird smile. I went in and peeped thru my window to see him complete his bath. He dried himself and took a fresh dry printed lungi hanging from the top of the wall. I watched as he wore his lungi. He got into the lungi, stretched it wide, made eight or nine folds like a woman makes plits on her sari. He then divided the folds and made a knot and tied his lungi quite low on his waist. I also learnt the art of wearing the lungi from this. Since he tied the lungi. It was just an ordinary silver ring that you had picked up along the side of the sidewalk. I only really picked it up because it was shiny and it looked like I might have been able to pawn it for a quick buck if I needed it. If it wasn't for the glint into my eyes, I would have never even found it. However, there was something about it that just seemed to call to me.I looked it over again, holding it up to the light of my apartment. There weren't even any engravings or markings anywhere on it..