But I wanted more than just his touch. His hands pushed me against the bed, holding me there. He was reminding me that he was in control. He was my da...dy. My ruler, I was under his control. I was his slut, his slave and we liked it that way. He dug his hands into my flesh and controlled my every movement. He bent me backwards and dragged his tongue over me he reached my clit and simply breathed on it, no physical touch at all. I squirmed and he smiled. He knew how badly i wanted it. He knew how. When he was about to withdraw, Pratusha pulled tit from my mouth, went behind him and pushed him hard. In a flash, Rajesh’s enormous cock tore my Hymen and barged in.I screamed, but she told him to fuck slowly and sat on my face . As I was licking her cunt, slowly pain was subsiding and a thrill and pleasurable excitement was spreading through my cunt. He fucked slowly at first and increased pace by degrees and I think Pratusha’s milky boobs made him cum finally. I didn’t bleed as much as I. Why? What was wrong? But he told me to go back to sleep and that seemed like a good idea so I curled up on the bed. My tail thumped against the bed a few times before I went back to sleep.Wait. My tail?Confused, I forced my eyes open again. White walls, shaded windows, faint beeping, and a smell that could only mean hospital. I looked down and there was an IV in my left arm. My right seemed to be in some sort of cast. I tried to wiggle my butt in the bed, but nothing really moved. Still, I. I'll say this. I've had many different sexual experiences in my marriage, but that short time while he was fucking me and stroking me had to be the most amazing feeling I've ever felt. I wanted it to last, but my ass was getting worn out quick. I asked him to pull out. He did and laid down on the bed. Now, I got to experience my last fantasy for the night. I pulled the condom off of him, got more lube out of the bottle, and started stroking him. The fantasy of feeling a hard cock in my hand.