He used to get angry at me for not allowing him to fuck me. Then my marriage fixed after my college studies and I got married to Anand. To be frank he...was a sex machine. Fulfilled my needs and fucked me more than 5 times in a day. Some days he used to fuck me ten times also. I am a occasional drinker and my husband allows me to drink, sometimes we fuck after drinking. I drink every month. There are days when he got really aggressive and mad after drinking alcohol and fucked me madly. He too had. I hear you tell me you are going to have your way with me now. I moan silently-knowing I am yours and with me you may do as you please. You bring your warm fingers to my cool flesh gently tracing my body. Your left hand entangles in my hair- which the previous evening you had dyed an intense shade of burgundy, telling me it was much more becoming on me than my mousy brown hair. Silently I had agreed, never caring much, but wanting what you wanted for me, as always. You begin at the top of my. Noticing the palm trees I realized I wasn't in Ohioanymore.Off to the side I saw a telephone and quickly moved to get it. I pickedthe handset up, and got ready to dial Jasmine's number...and couldn't.I couldn't remember it. I tried my number. I couldn't remember thatone either. Or Sandy's.Oh no."Can't remember your phone number, can you Candi?" Barry said, laughing."Get used to it. You'll find that you'll become a bit dumber in acouple of weeks." I'm going to leave! I'll make my way to. Her panties became wet, mostlyfrom my own saliva. I slid the panties half-way down herdark, slender legs. My tongue gushed into her cunt. “Ohhhh….” Her pitch was so high, like a little girl. I felt herbody tremble as I licked her opening. She rubbed herbreasts as I mouthed her. Chinese. She moaned again in her native tongue. Shebreathed words I didn’t know, but understood. I lowered her onto the bed. I watched her breasts fallto the sides of her body. Her.