.but the problem is...where to go ?....we cant go to Sandip’s place....or in any hotel.....as if anyone show us...that’ll creat big big problem......nd sandip better understand the restrictions of being married lady....so while leaving baroda on National high way....he told me...clearly...look ...we cant go to any hotel....or at my place...so better on the way...find some place where we can atleast find some liberty....i readily say sure....he drives car very fast...we cross the Mahi river..and. Teasing. It probes gently forward, exploring. It pushes forward past the sphincter, into your depths. You would object, but the pussy is grinding into your mouth; chasing your tongue. The tongue fucks in and out of your arse. A wave of pleasure moves over you and you attack the pussy excitedly, luxuriating in the pleasure from your arse.You can hear voices on all sides in the background. God how many are here? Some are familiar, but who??? As you concentrate on listening you also notice. He's perfectly harmless...I think. Let me turn on the tv for you while you wait. What do you want towatch...sports? Hmmm...I don't think so. You don't look much like a sportsfan tonight in your pretty red dress and matching high-heels. Besides yourdate should be here soon. I don't think you have time to take in a wholegame. Maybe one of those nice mushy tearjerkers on Lifetime. Oh look, here'sa rerun of thirtysomething. That's perfect! Let me just fix your makeup alittle--it's smudged around. " Jeri, expecting my usual 'I don't know", was caught totally by surprise and she spit out the mouthful of coffee she was just sipping. Annie, our waitress, saw it happen and hurried over with a rag to wipe it up, "You okay hon? Something wrong with the coffee?"After Annie had gone my wife said, "What in the world do you mean?" Simple" I said, "You asked me what I wanted for my birthday and I told you that I wanted to see Annie's tits."My wife stared at me like I'd lost my mind. "I don't want.