I'm sorry for becoming such an a****l, but you turn me on so much. I never knew I could take your weight like that, we must remember it for another ti...e. Maybe next time you can hold me?. Let's get back and change before anyone sees the mess we've made”.“I agree, it was great. You took me like a slut, and I loved it!. I felt like a whore, lying there on my back as you fucked me over and again. I think I've found a new fantasy”.Giggling like naughty c***dren, we straightened our clothes and. His hand went up my back and stroked my hair before returning to my bottom, patting it gently. ‘Are you sure you want this, Nikki?’ he said softly. What was I supposed to say to that, yes please give me a good spanking over your knee, Sir, just what I need oh please spank me, Sir. ‘I want to keep my job, Sir,’ I spluttered. ‘Bend over my knee,’ he said. At last an instruction, I just wanted it over with. I did as I was told and bent over his knee, perching my pussy area against his thigh. It provided her with a reason to go wild, and an excuse for doing so. No matter how kinky they got, she could claim she was doing only what her husband wanted her to. They had many adventures over the week, and whenever John asked about the excitement he saw in her, she insisted her pleasure was derived not from satisfying her own needs but from her strong desire to please him.This sounded good in theory. But when John thought about it, which was many times a day, he saw Heather's. Maybe the old man was someone reputed. I don’t know.He then lifted her and took a boob out of her blouse, with no resistance from her side. He mauled one boob above the blouse and passionately sucked the other. The muffled sounds of her moans were heard.He then again started to remove her saree. This time, she requested him through a gesture not to. Shockingly he agreed to it. But he made someone stand up from their seat and ordered her to come to sit on his lap. She did that immediately.They.