I was the last one to get married in my family.My husband Javed, comes from a rich family. He has his own business and his company has several branche... all over India. When we got married, I was 23 years old and he was almost 28. Though my in-laws were very conservative, I found Javed a very cool and casual person, with a sense of modernism.The only problem now was that, though we were trying, I was not able to give him a baby. This frustrated him as well as my in-laws. Though we both wanted to. She is about the same age or 2-3 years junior, a mom of 1 girl (3 years) and she is average built with real big boobs. She is fair and very cute to look at. So I tries to tell her how to start swimming and she tried and she could not. Then she asked, if I can help her lifting up at the waist so that she can float, which I agreed, but nervously. I have never touched ever a full grown female like Leena before. I lifted up her in the water (which was very easy) and she tried to swim with spreading. I still can’t quite wrap my head around the fact that I married this man I’ve been admiring from afar for the last sixteen months. I’ve watched girlfriends, slight acquaintances, and even one night stands come and go. Hoping to become the next Mrs. Jordan Colt. With no luck, of course. That’s why I was so surprised when he asked me. Well, told me actually. The fact that he has money makes no difference. I would have married Jordan Colt even if he was poor and lived in a cardboard box. Oh God.. He likes to be laid flat on his back and jack hammered. He can come just from being ass fucked, its amazing. One time..." Fuck me." I found myself interrupting."Oh yeah?" He asked."Yeah. Fuck me. I want you to lay me on my back and jack hammer me." You want me to fuck your asshole?" He said as he got up and smiled at me. "Yes." I said with anticipation."You want me to fuck you like the faggot bitch that you are?" Yes" You want me to ram your asshole" Please ram my asshole."He was up now and.