For me, she was just 3 sets of holes. She liked that I treated her like an object and used her without caring, unlike her husband. He was a goody-two-...hoes nice guy unable to abuse her.As soon as I saw her, I removed my jeans and kissed her, passionately attaching a collar and leash to her neck. After that, I pulled the leash towards me. Soon I was sitting on the bed while she gave me a heavenly blowjob. Meanwhile, I ordered her to punch and slap her husband’s dick while blowing me.So he was. Her boobs always stood firm & pointed. I would always stare at these features whenever I had the chance to do so & boy it gave a Hard always. I used to see her often in the evening on our terrace where we friends would play. I had started wearing tight pants during those days & as soon I saw her I would have a erection which would become prominent in my pants. One of my friend use to tease me that he had seen her staring at my erection & so I decided to check & I noticed it was true & that. How could she be happy? She was pressed to a table in a jail cell with a knife-wielding horny cop behind her calling all the shots. She was completely mortified with her breasts on display, worse her nipples were harder than they had ever been and her breasts were heavy and swollen from my rough mauling. She'd never had sex with any man outside of her marriage and here she was about to get raped, by a small town judge, in a small jail cell. She sucked in her breath when she feels the cold steel. I told my mom that it would be better for me to shift to Sanju’s room as I had to stay late at night to read, and it would be a disturbance to mom. Morover the computer was in his room, so I could use it. I convinced my mother to shift room. She agreed. From the next day I shifted my room. From then me and Sanju started to share the same bed. I wanted him to go further. As I expected, he used to take chances to touch my body parts. At night, he used to touch my boobs thinking that I was asleep..