Apparently, she didn’t wait for him to get home before going to sleep. Not that he blamed her with all the late nights he had been working. Come to ...hink of it, he had been barely able to kiss her goodbye this morning. He gathered his bag and other documents and fumbled for his keys. He opened the door and reached out for the switch and blinked when the lights flickered. And blinked again. Petals were strewn on the flower. The deep red of roses, the gentle pink of carnation, and the pure. Suddenly, my wife grimaced with a bit of obvious discomfort.“MMMMUMFFFF” My wife blurted as she exhaled sharply as her body suddenly jolted toward me.“Tell him” Dave demanded.“He pushed into…” my wife tried to relay but lost her concentration.“NOW!” Dave demanded.“He’s put his finger…” she tried again, “…in my butt.”Her facial expression was priceless. Dave, on the other hand, was disappointed with her description. He suddenly wrapped his strong hand around my wife’s throat and pulled her up. So I used to rub my pussy every night thinking of her. I took her used panty which she kept for washing and started sniffing it and wow I could get the aroma of her pussy.Then I rubbed my pussy with her panty and then I licked it. It feels really good. after that i kept her panty back to the place where she kept for washing.So I kept on doing this every night in my room. And one day we had gone to a function. And while coming back in my uncle’s car my aunt was feeling sick and she felt like. She twisted her face away from him and shoved against his chest, but, held down forcefully, with the wall behind her, she couldn’t do much, except maybe screaming for help.Ravi seemed to read her intentions, and even as she opened her mouth, clamped one hand over her the lower portion of her face, and the other around her throat. Pain shot through her lips and the ravaged insides of her cheek. Priya gasped but with his hand over her nose, she couldn’t breathe; her air supply was cut off. Her.