” She complied, moving her legs apart and he reached between them and slipped one then two fingers inside her. Moving them in and out slowly then fa...ter making her moan. She couldn’t handle it, she needed a sweet release but she knew he wouldn’t let her cum yet. “You’re a naughty girl, getting excited by your punishment. Stand up, bend over and grab the seat of the chair.” She did has he asked her legs shaking when she tried to stand. She bent over and grabbed the chair, streaking her legs. I was hurt that she had done this. I also had a hardon imagining my girl with another man.As she started calming down we reassured each other of our love and desire to be together. We dressed and spent the day and that night talking about or problems. She felt abandoned and unwanted. I had felt trapped into our marriage, and felt deceived and hurt by my cuckoldry. We worked through things and recommitted ourselves to our marriage.That night, as we lay in bed, I insisted on her telling me the. Btw, when i went to her place it was little close to 10 a.m. She just got back before an hour or so. She was wearing a yoga pant and a t-shirt. Her figure stats, 33-28-34.Milk white coloured boobs with rosy nipples. which i came to know later. Back to the story. It was all some casual talks from then. She excused herself as she needed to take bath. I stayed in her room. She went to other room to take her shower. I was just surfing her laptops and going through the covers of her books in that. I still couldn’t quite exclude the idea that one day these doting, caring parents wouldn’t come at me with a pair of garden shears to chop my balls off for taking their virgin daughters. But no, they appeared to be genuinely pleased with my willingness to do what the average man regarded as the ‘dirty deed’ so often. Oddly it did not lessen me in anybody’s eyes, like at home for example, bestiality is regarded as disgusting, and therefore anybody who does it would be looked down upon. But here.