I heard her making noise and I was trying to figure out what she was doing. A few moments passed she was making more noise being very busy.She asked, ...��You love being dressed up like a whore don’t you. You want to be used like a slut. You want your ass violated by a big cock don’t you? (She loosened the ball gag)” I said, “yesss.” She said, “I can’t hear you baby. Tell me the honest truth what do you want more than anything in the world.” I said, “I want to be fucked.” The excitement caused me. Apparently her abductor had driven off, and parked his car some distance away and had carefully crept back and had been watching her from a distance as to what kind of reaction she was having to the bound predicament she was in, when the extra bonus of this unexpected incursion of the lights briefly passing over her had occurred.He waited until the car had driven off and had crept around sneaking up behind her, at this point, he reached around the tree, and had given her breasts a healthy grab. I guess we used to convince ourselves that it was ok since it was just a physical thing and made sure our partners never knew and never got hurt. Once I was down the path, morality was out of the window and cheating if I never hurt anyone became a norm. I was introduced to Ramya’s little cousin sister in Bangalore when she started staying with Ramya. A few months down and a few of my Bangalore visits later, Riya guessed what was going on. She already knew about Ramya’s affairs and had herself. I walked over to her and she fixed my makeup and lipstick and powdered my balls and semi stiff penis dripping cum from the hand job I had just received. She took out some panties crouch less , demi bra and normal heels for a change and told me to get dressed . I did so and when I looked into a mirror I looked more like a Catholic school girl. then a whore!!She sprayed some expensive perfume all over me and had me sit in the front room to wait for our guest or guests?About an hour later my Aunt.