..MADAME GRANGE....... PLEASE!!!!!!!! DON'T LEAVE ME HERE FOR ANOTHER SIX MONTHS!!!.......... PLEASE, CALL MY WIFE.... TELL HER TO COME AND GET ME!!!!...!!!I’LL DO ANYTHING!!! ANYTHING!!!'I fell quiet and sobbed. I had broken her rule about speaking without permission (screaming, actually). I tried to show the Ladies that I was still respectful by staying perfectly in position.I stayed perfectly in position, silent, my nose to the wall.....and waited......chained.....sobbingThe Ladies footsteps. My husband never touches me anymore. Oh, stick it in me. Ram my pussy,” and some other trashy bullshit I forget. “Easy, you old cow,” I snarl, and thrust three fingers into her heaving snatch. It’s surprisingly tight for such an old hole, and she was wetter than piss as I performed a digital exploratory. After about two minutes of this threeplay I figure she’s ready for my beefy cock, so I push her down on the seat, yank her legs wide open, lean. Sagar had some other center he had told that he will come to station by himself. Meanwhile I was all alone with Shilpa, the day I had been dreaming for. I took her to Bandra in local train, the train was crowded and she told that she’ll come in ladies compartment and I am not allowed there. I told that she is allowed in general compartment and she smiled. Train was crowded, she had to stand close to me, I could smell her breath, and she was too close to me. I thought this could be the day to. ” “Damn,” you say as you feel your cock almost bursting through your boxers. You really need another fuck. With your wife working and Jennifer gone, there’s only one option left. You jump into your car and drive to the usual street. You park your car. Some girls walk up to your car. “Want some company?” they ask. “Where’s Sandra?” you ask. “She ain’t working tonight,” one of the hookers says. Another disappointment for you. “Which one do you want?” “You,” you say pointing at one of the.