He forces her over the table and hikes up her skirt, pulling the crotch of her pantie to the side and pushes into her. This is getting worse and worse... The girl, barely sixteen, leans submissively over the table, having learned real quickly the futility of struggling with the man. It wasn’t always like this. Of course she had only known him for a few weeks before the big fight with her parents and her running away with him. It was almost a fairy tale, falling in love with an older man and. As I sat there that morning, Monica called out to me about having a traditional dinner at her house. She knew I loved her mothers cooking and wanted to invite me. Well it was common for her to invite me for "snacks" and like, so I saw no issues with it. When I arrived at her basement door, she called me "Anata" which I remember thinking was strange, and asked me to sit on couch with her downstairs. She was dressed in a white blouse, her bra was light pink with flowers on it, she had a tight. I kneeled there, as she slowly rubbed her hands all over herself, right in front of me. God it was so hot, I mean really. I was struggling to stay, and not just pounce. But that’s what she wants she wants me to be begging for it... She commands "You may remove my underwear" I moved slowly, under her watchful gaze, we'd played this game before and sometimes she would change her mind and make me wait longer, this wasn't one of those times... I slowly pulled down her. Me- kya hum phone pe baat kar skte hai?Chahat- nahi…Mere hubby hai me sirf apse phone tabhi baat krungi jab mere hubby ghr pe naa ho.Me- ok…Koi baat nahi..Chahat- thank you..Me- isme thank you ki kya baat hai….Chaliye ab ap thak gai hongi ap soo jaiye kal subha baat krte hai…Chahat- ok…Gudnyt…Kal subha mere hubby 9 baje kaam pe nikal jayenge tab ap call kar skte hai…Me- ok me call kr lunga….Gud nytMein bohot khus tha ki ye aurat humari baat ko secret rkh rhi hai apne hubby se. Usne baat krne ke.