So I started talking to her on fb. Then we became best frnds. Then we started talking on Whatsapp. Our friendship started growing stronger. She starte... sharing every little thing with me. She even told me about guy who proposed her and asking my suggestions to accept their proposals or not.By fearing of losing her, I suggested to reject them. One day I got to know that she accepted someone’s proposal and started dating him. I got jealous and stopped talking to her. One day there was some. " I whisper."Yes Master." you moan.Without warning, I insert three fingers deep inside your pussy, and begin my assault on your poor little clit. I am merciless: pinching, twisting, milking your slick, little boatman for all it is worth.Suddenly, your back arches as waves of pleasure begin to set your pussy on fire."That's a good slave. Enjoy your cum. Yes. Enjoy what I'm doing to your poor little clit. And get ready. Because now, I'm going to fuck you like you've never been fucked before." No. For the first few years of our relationship sex was just normal in the bed lovemaking and my then live-in partner e(we were not married yet)showed no signs of being adventurous in that department.I had always been highly sexed and always a fantasist and always had the usual soft porn mags on the go in my works van reading all the readers submitted letters not believing any of them to be true. Of course, my wife did not know i was reading girly mags secretly.I used to use my van for personal use. I thought inserting my dick into her asshole and enjoy in kitchen itself but I cannot do it.So I helped janani and went to see those rascullas again.Lunch was ready and everything was on dinning table .But my mind was craving to eat boobs and ass .We started to eat lunch and ramya was sitting besides me in close manner.Both of our legs were rubbing against each other I found controlling myself very tough.On other side janani made me to eat vegetables with her own hands since I don’t like.