7 h or didi ki 5.9Maine dekha ravi tv dekh rha h or fir dusare room m chala gya to m bhi piche ki taraf s gya or kular k bagal s dekhane lga ravi boxe... m leta tha or uska colour black tha or di ka fair Itne m dii ayi or unhone mahrion nighty pahan rakhi thi, or akar khadi ho gyi ravi ghur rha tha unhe fir ravi and unke gown ka belt khol diya andar red bra nd panty m thi or ravi bola wow bahut acchi lag rhi ho fir di and kaha ki dekhoge ya kuch or bhi krna hRavi khada hua or dii ko kiss krnw lga. The elevator ride was long, but I enjoyed being held close by him. I enjoyed his hand on my hip. I enjoyed the image that was racing through my dirty thoughts in my mind...When we got back to his room, he continued to control me.He ordered me to undress him. I started unbuttoning his shirt, unzipping his pants and finally pulling down his boxers.He stood before me totally naked. His dark cock, still not fully erect, was thickest than my loving husbands…He rocked his hips slightly making his. When he disobeyed my orders or did something without my approval, three things happened:1. It made me angry and a bit panicky, because knowing my soon to be ex husband, it was just flat out risky. After all, we are talking about a man, who made it his life objective to make mine miserable.2. Every time he disobeyed, no matter, how I liked to play the strong, put-together dominant adult, it reminded me, that our relationship was built on constant power games. When he displeased me, I could never. I know. It's no news to me. I've been living with it for 46 years now. And actually that's basically exactly what I was just thinking about." Why didn't you use the chainsaw? I kept waiting for that manly explosion of sound." Well, aside from the fact that I didn't feel up to walking all twenty-five of those feet to the cabin to fetch it, I plain didn't want to deal with the noise. I mean, sure, you get all the work done, but only because there's someone yelling in your ear the whole time.".