Im pushing backwards, bucking a little but he just held my ass in place with his one hand still working his shaft with the other. He played that way ...oo long and just when Im getting pissed and am going to go grab a vibrator, he pulls one out. A small, short fleshy sort of plug and sticks that in my pussy, working it back and forth before he pulls it out and rams it into my unsuspecting ass. It was small so it felt good. He works my ass for a few minutes and then plows me buried to the balls. We fucked each other quite often the following week. Day by day, Tushar began to come down mentally. My frustration was building up with Tushar isolating himself this badly. I had to take a step forward.It was a Monday, I woke up in his arms following the night when we had the worst sex in the entire marriage life. I dressed up in my grey sleeveless kurti followed by the white jodhpurs fit leggings. With Tushar's growing inferiority, my body was toning up broadly due to the frustrating. He rammed into her so violently that he knocked the wind out of her. She cried out and gasped for air but he ignored her discomfort. He fucked her violently, commenting only briefly in the beginning that it was obvious she was a virgin when she got up this morning. He was of the opinion that her pussy is as tight as a ten year old's. How could people working in law enforcement not recognize that this man is a child molester?! I suppose that over the years he has picked up the skills necessary. I grabbed a towel, wiped my cock down, and not wanting to traumatize her further, clicked off the lamp. Sitting in the dark, Jayne told me that Caroline's sister had called her, some kind of family emergency, and that she had left a little after 7 PM. Caroline had told Jayne that she should be home in a day or two, and that I would be home later today, and Jayne had said that she would be happy to stay overnight. I responded by saying that my business trip had wrapped up early, and I was eager.