Good, darling, mark me, for everyone to see.You let go of my arm and use both hands to hold my head. Our eyes lock. Your hands ball into fists in my...hair. Your reason is slipping, giving way to your need, your lust. Bring it darling, bring it to me.You let me go. Abruptly. Glaring at me. I turn. I look over my bare shoulder. Breathing heavily you run your hands through your hair. I stand still as you as swipe the cuffs off the table. You don't even have to ask, demand or order, I just. Main bilkul naked thee. Itne main deha kee mere pita jee mere kamre ke darwaje par khade hain. Woh mujhe dekh kar muskooraye aur andar chale aaye. Unhone mujhe pakad liya aur mere badan ko niharate hue bole” bilkul apni mummy par gayee ho woh nain naks wohi rang wohi size ki chuchiya aur wohi hairy burr.main andar hee andar anandit ho rahee thee par dar lag raha tha papa ke moosal jitne lambe lund ko dekh kar main sir jhuka liya……..woh bole darr na beti kissi se bolna nahi aaj tumhe main woh. “You look beautiful mistress” I said almost involuntarily “Duh slave” she said with a smile “I want Mr. Jones to have a boner every time I hand him a file” as she admires herself in the mirror. “Now am going to work little bitch I expect you to finish your shores or I will punish you again” she said as she walk closer to me until she stood over me in an impotent show of how was in change. “Yes mistress, as you wish” I said in a scared little voice. She taps my balls with her high heel shoes,. We had been married for 25 years, which was really about 22 years too long. But you get comfortable with familiarity, and when she finally voiced the truth, that we had drifted apart and weren't really lovers anymore, I cried. Despite the divorce, I still love her, and I probably always will.Now it was time to pick up the pieces, take stock of my life, and get used to living alone again, for the first time in forever. I doubted I'd ever marry again. So I found a modest little apartment in an.