Now coming to the sex story.Jab me 19 saal ka tha and me bhot comedian type tha wo mujhe bhot like karti thi har time mujhe mazak suj ta tha,Hum dono ...hante ghante ek doosre se bat karte the idhar udhar ki gazla ko bhot behes karti thi,Ek din uska mobile kharab ho gya to boli maani ise thik kra de sound problem he, Nokia N95 tha mene use check karne ke liye gallery kholi to me heran ho gya ki usme porn hi porn bhari thi, that time I can’t believe she’s watching these.Us din first time mera. I removed my hand watching her eyes, she kept them on my hard dick, normally it would start to bend over in a bow because it would be softening. The thrill of having her watch me kept it hard. She was still moving her fingers slowly in and out of her wet pussy."Thanks kid, I will sleep much better tonight" I said softly.She jumped like she had been in a trance. Jerking her eyes from my cock back to my face she blushed and then grinned. "Me too you pervert." She sat there with her pretty pussy. She’d attach a leather cuff to a limb, pull the cord tight, tie it off, then move to the next one until she had me bound spread-eagle and naked on her huge bed. A tiny shiver of fear twinged in my stomach when I tugged on the cuffs. They weren’t for show. Each one held fast when I pulled. It occurred to me that if I used the safe-word and she chose to ignore it, there was nothing I could do. Then it occurred to me - I’d been so impatient to get started, I couldn’t even remember the safe-word.. He had been ignoring his wife... badly. The job had consumed him for the last six months. And everything with his darling Jill had been "put off". The long walks, the long talks, the dating they had continued even after they had been married for some time. Even the sex had become less and less and he couldn't remember when he had been there for that even. Lately he just dragged himself home late and collapsed after a warmed over dinner. Day after day, week after week... "No damn wonder you.