"Eventually," came her answer, and then she elaborated: "I was going to tell you about Habib when it seemed the right time." So, your'e going to keep ...he baby, I assume?" Absolutely! I want Habib's baby very much." What about me?" I couldn't help but ask, and the sound of my voice seemed pathetic and weak."Yes," my wife replied. "That's the next thing that needs to be decided, isn't it?" What's my role in all this?" I asked. "Or, do I have a role at all?" I guess that depends on you," she. He took off his tie and began tying her hands to the bedpost. Fatima gasped when she realized what he was doing. Irfaan looked deep into her eyes and asked her softly,"Fatima, do you trust me??"She simply nodded because she was so turned on by this idea, her throat had become dry and speaking wasn't an option."I will never hurt you baby, I promise!"Irfaan whispered ever so gently and his eyes spoke volumes. Fatima saw complete sincerity in their depths, and for the first time in her life, she. ‘You know Angela, you should consider taking formal tuition about sex relationships as you are so open and have such a wonderful delivery that people you attempt to advise will take on board what you say. No way could Kathy had spoken so emphatically to me as you did and in all probability she’s probably more sexual experienced than I am.’ ‘Oh go on.’ ‘Listen you unbeliever, why don’t you when in a quiet moment with Andy ask him what he gave Kathy for her high school graduation present and. Let’s start the story from his view from here on.Life was going in its routine – college, home, ISS, and self-satisfaction. Let me give you a warning here if you are not into domination and humiliation, you can leave now.I used to have a cousin sister who used to talk with me occasionally. Her name was Archana. She was a little chubby and fair. Her boobs were 34, and she didn’t have that much fat in her belly, but it was chubby enough. She had a fat ass complimenting her body. One fine day, my.