He said “Mujhe aapse kuch jarrori baat karni hai”. I replied “kya baat karni hai”. He shamelessly looked at my chest and “ main appse bahut ...yar karta hoon, aapko chodn achahta hoon. Aap bahut gori aur khoobsurat hain”. Saying that he hugged me tightly. I tried to remove myself and succeeded. “Kya to pagal hai, tu itna battameez ban gaya, main kispe bharosa karon, Tu apni aukad dekh saale”. He went on “aapke choochiyan mast hain na Sneha, ek baar dikhaye na”. Meanwhile my son came here after. Before we were, well, US, he occasionally put a hand on the small of my back, guiding me somewhere, or something appropriate. He tells me that he almost had spasms NOT touching me, because he was afraid I'd think it inappropriate. After we finally recognized the obvious, that fate had thrown us together because we BELONGED together, he started touching me more, but he asked me if he was touching me too much. You won't believe how I answered that question. Words were part of the answer.When it. And poor Dan had to watch. Seeing another man in bed with me in our bed cracked his mind wide open. Then to top it off Mistata Roca and I fell asleep in each other arms after some hot kissing and sensual stroking and me getting one of his professional deep thoating lessons. At 3 am we woke up, Dan on the floor curledl up in the fetal position. Mistata Roca told me to wake him up and I did…then the camera came out and X had Dan film us making out in HIS bed, then of Mistata Roca fucking me. Being a sub isn’t all play and no work, you know. Lazy girl.” He teased, and pulled out what looked like a thick butt plug and a little tube of lube. I whined and struggled a little. “Hey, it’s water-based lube, don’t look at me like that. Before you try to ask, no, you don’t have a choice. I know we haven’t stretched your ass in a while, but that’s what it’s there for, right? You know I always have a reason for making you get enemas.” Staying out of the stream of water so it continued to beat.