This is my first time to post about my sexual experiences. Hope I do a good job of it. Well! Let me call myself Smart Aleck! Well the story is about m... friends wife �Manali�. Before I start my story a brief about Manali would be in place. I have a friend called Nikhil! Not actually a friend! An ex-colleague. He was desperately trying for an international posting. Having worked and traveled extensively, He obviously approached me for help. I was reluctant to help, as I knew that he was a total. ”I still don’t know where all this came from. I wasn’t thinking. You didn’t talk back to a nun. But I was so angry and scared that I heard myself saying things I never thought I’d say in a million years. And I had nothing to lose. I was going to be punished no matter what I did, and it felt safer to stay in the classroom with Sister Margaret, where maybe the worst that would happen is I’d get my feet licked again. But I was not about to step into that corridor.Sister Margaret came at me like a. After that, we sat down and talked.”“You’re leaving something out,” Danielle said.I nodded but said, “It’s not important. What’s important is that she and I agree that Roger was bad for you and you should leave him.” I shrugged then. “And I don’t think she understands what you see in men.”Danielle stood there and thought about it for a minute. I thought furiously too and remembered. “Jana said she’d be up later. You’ll have a chance to ask her your questions.” I didn’t know how else to put what. My left hand switched to my right nipple, as I continued to rub my clit, gradually getting faster. I inserted two fingers into my pussy, and put them in and out, each thrust getting faster and faster. My back began to arch as my pussy got wetter and wetter. I let out a low moan, and started rubbing my clit with my left hand as my right continued to fuck my pussy. Finding my g-spot, I began to climax. I squirted my pussy juice all over our comforter as I let out a scream of gratification. I was.