Finding time for Jill and me became a major logistical exercise, taking me right back to when we had three teenagers at home. When scheduling all the ...ports, social and extra-curricular pick-ups and drop-offs had needed a large sheet of paper on the Fridge as the family organizational bible for the week.It was like one of those spy-thriller movies where the walls are pressing in from all sides. Jill’s job and relationship had been the two walls pressing in on our time together pre-Christmas.. "Master, may I please cum?" I ask breathlessly. There's no answer, just the feeling of the plug, going deeper every time he pushes it in. I feel owned, completely submissive to his will. I will give him whatever he wants, let him do whatever he wants, I just want him to let me cum. "Please" I ask again, having trouble getting the words out, "Please, Master, let me cum." Still no answer. He reaches underneath me, and begins rubbing my clit, still ramming my ass hard and deep with the. Yehtab ki baat hh jab m 10th class me tha mere ghar par koi nhi tha. Uss time par meri ek gf thi jo abb meri malkin hh. So mujhe sex ka bahut shauk tha so mene pooja(malkin) ko phone kara and ghar par bula liya. Wo 10 min baad aai. Fhir mene usse pani diya and some snacks. Pehle mene usse kiss kiya aur wo bhi sath de rhi thi .Par jabb m thoda aage badha uske boobs ko touch karne ke liye usne mujhe chudaaya and kahaNow in poojas voiceTu sale kutta hh or teri yeh himmat ki tu mere boobs ko touch. I tried the same with girls my age, but there was nothing in their shirts yet. So I went back to trying to "older" woman.When I was 16 I got a girlfriend with big tits, but there was no passion.Sarah was my first girl friend. We sat next to each other on the school bus, we sat together at lunch, and we just sort of hung around together. Now Sara was an early bloomer. She developed breasts of great size, while the rest of the girls her age were just starting.I was in heaven! She was embarrassed..