Rene and I were just friends and this was just about unfulfilled desires. Our spouses still had a firm grip on our hearts. They were just too boring i... the sack. Karen was a vanilla. She wouldn't even consider oral sex, giving or receiving. That was something that just gradually dropped off her list a few years into our marriage. She had also expressly stated a complete lack of interest in anal. Even when we showered together, which wasn't often any more, she would not wash inside my ass crack. When he saw the blood, they both ran off.As they ran off, I dropped the bag, and because there was a lot of blood, I pulled off my shirt and used it to wrap it around the knife wound in my arm. The woman was talking to me in Spanish, but since at that moment, I didn't want a beer, I really couldn't understand a word of what she was saying or say anything to her in reply. At that point, she ran down the block and I found myself alone, sitting in the parking lot with my arm slashed open and blood. He said “Tera raas toh bada maazedar hai..!!”As I turned around I was the rakhi on his cock was covered with a mixture of mine and his juices and was wet. He opened it and smelt it. He said that the rakhi would remind him of good times.After the good sex we got ready and went to a movie and then after dinner we didn’t drive home a drove around the city and stopped somewhere in the outskirts of town well known for couples having fun.We then made love in the car were he came many times in my. I had to interrupt saying, Aap yahaan kaise? Pankaj said, Wo mujhe ek CD chahiye thi Kunal ke drawer se. I suddenly went inside washroom n could feel that he was still staring at my bra-straps and my ass.He kept searching for the CD until I changed my clothes and came out in a night gown. In a hurry to change as Pankaj was inside, I went to the washroom and there was just a night gown that I generally wear while sleeping. Before coming out, I saw myself in the mirror and I could see that the.