Now let me begin the story. It was years back when I was with my paternal aunties. They were not much elder, just 2-4 years elder. They used to 3 sist...rs with sexy figure. First one was farheen, second was afreen and last one was tehseen. I and elder brother used to play at their house. Mostly we used to play ghar-ghar game a famous game of that days. I used to enact as husband of farheen and my brother used to enact as husband of afreen the last one used to be single. At first it was all game. Ann struggled slightly but the pressure against her shoulders and hips increased. The hand moved from her shoulder to her neck pushing her down and over. There was nothing she could do, and with a frisson of erotic fear down her spine, she rolled on to her belly. Ann felt a rough unshaven face bury itself in her neck as she felt the man’s weight on her back. He bit her, causing her to gasp and arch her back. James attacked her neck and ears with his mouth and teeth. Ann cried out and. ‘You mean she won’t suck your cock?’I asked. ‘Yea,she thinks it’s dirty or some shit.’Then he goes,’Sheila,when you’re with your boyfriends,is that something you do?’ I looked down to his lap and said very slowly,’Every fucking time.’This time there was definitely movement. ‘But I don’t just drop to my knees and go at it.There’s always kissing and cuddling first.’ He nodded his head,took a sip of his drink and pulled me towards himself and kissed me lightly. ‘Jerome’,I said,’that’s not gonna. We also have one maid and two drivers. We don’t live in the costly flat anymore. We have moved on to our large palatial bungalow. My hubby is the only son. His sister is married and lives in Noida.Sometimes I saw my servants smelling bra when they were supposed to wash it. This was too much. I never wanted any sex with servants. Personal trainers were good looking guys. They were different.One winter night last December in 2014, when everyone was asleep I felt thirsty due to tension. My son was.