My view on her remained tense and firm and could see tears flowing wildly from her eyes. As I stood fully infront of her I pulled the knife from t...e trunk of the tree and ran it up her stomach, careful not to cut her with it as I did so. She whimpered and cried in fear and loss of dignity, but I continued, only becoming more excited. I softly ran my tounge up her cheek, licking away the tears as my knife slipped just under the very middle of her bra and cut it open, letting it fall loosly. Then she took my hand in her hand and said, “Rahul don’t cry. I understand your emotions. But I am married you need to know this. I even like you, Rahul. Else I wouldn’t have asked you for a movie or neither would have invited you home. I have never shared myself with any person except my husband.”“You are special I don’t know why I got attracted to you after the accident. But yes, I like you but I am scared of crossing my limits. I have slept with my husband only a few times forcefully. That. I’ve got a surprise for you. Come with me."Stan followed me through to his bedroom where I handed him a bottle of baby oil.Stan looked completely perplexed. “What’s this for?”“I’m offering you my anal cherry.”Stan was shocked. “What, are you sure?”“Yes, I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. Let’s get on with it but promise you’ll be gentle and will stop if I ask you?”“Yes, of course.”I kneeled beside the bed and flopped down onto it, leaving my pristine bum exposed and ready. That move had an. Bob looked forward to the panty watching every week and they always had fantastic sex following their classes. One evening after they had enjoyed the after class lovemaking, Karen mentioned that she liked the matching outfits that the other couples had worn several times and suggested to Bob that she go shopping for a couple of matching outfits for them. Bob remembered that the other couples in the class did have outfits where the husband's shirt matched the wife's skirt and blouse. He did.