I want to know what you are wearing now.Aunty: Sir, I’m wearing saree.Me: I want a kiss from you now. send me a pic, remove your pallu so that I can...see your cleavage and then take the pic. Send it in 2 mins else I’ll send your pics to message to 80*******9 (uncle number).Aunty was scared now and had tears in her eyes. I saw her getting up from the sofa and going to the bathroom. Looks like she will be sending me the pic and I was waiting.Aunty: Please don’t send any pics to my husband.Me:. He beat his last pet to death for sassing him, like he was about to hit you this morning. Watch what you say. To him and to me, too. He's listening and he's watching us," he had whispered quickly. At least, that's what she thought she heard him say. He did seem honestly frightened. So she went along with him, for now.Alvin had her crawl to the elevator on her knees and took her up to the club level. It was the first time she had been off the apartment level since Mr. Smith had taken her. That had no interest for me. I’m not queer. But I did get excited when she described their fucking. Carol participated in Gymnastics in school. She was very limber. Yeah. It translated to the absolute best sex I have ever had. She can move!In our first month she downloaded instructions on performing oral sex. She studied it and we practiced. Carol sucks cock better than any woman I have ever been with. My head was twisted. This was nothing like what I had in mind for my marriage. It was sick. Immediately, her entire body began to shake and a stream of unintelligible noises came from her. Her back arched and her legs wrapped reflexively around Steve's waist. He stopped his thrusting, gently laying on my wife and waiting for her to open her eyes. Heather's eyes fluttered open, a small full body shake overtook her as the density of the organ inside her was still affecting her. Steve smiled at her, their faces very close. He bent forward and kissed her, gently at first, then escalating.