I was getting a turn on thinking of Prem’s masculinity and the enormous size of his manhood. My heart began thumping as I considered what he must be...like with a full erection and that was because my husband’s near five inch and thin cock.Above all these he never give me the real pleasure of sex, he always left me dry and un satisfied in bed but I never give at much attention because of my natural shyness and conservative mind. For most of our sixteen-year’s married life we had treated sex with. He waited until she had started to settle and delivered another stinging slap. On this slap, his palm came back wet with her juices.He used that hand to stroke his cock back into a rigid state. Moving onto the bed, he knelt between her outstretched legs and stroked her thighs. Then down each leg until he came to a small clip that held the rope to her ankle. He unclipped each one, then gathered her legs in his hands. He shuffled forward on his knees, pushing her legs up and back until his cock. "She walked back to the kitchen and made coffee while we showered and dressed.That was the start of our relationship. We would meet for breakfast, go to class together, arrange to study together, and in the evening workout together. I was amazed at the strength she possessed. Watching her work the heavy bag, her muscles straining with each punch, her skin glistening with sweat, I couldn't help getting aroused. After our workouts, we would shower and go back to her place, sometimes just to hang. ”Wow,” I thought. “I don’t believe it. The first car I waved at is stopping.”Slowly the car pulled over and stopped in front of mine. I stayed near the open driver-side door, just in case some crazy wacko got out, intent on killing me. I'd rather take my chances inside my car, than out.But the person who got out of the other car didn't look anything like a wacko.The first thing I saw was her heels, tall black stilettos. Then, I saw the curve of both her calves. She wasn't wearing stockings but.