I ... was really not myself that evening ..." I proposed that we sit down on the couch and talk about it. "Really ... you must believe me, I am not th... kind of girl to do that usually. I am rather shy you know ..." "hmmm Julie, you must admit that you kind of dress sexily. Its difficult to believe that you are shy." She smiled. "Thanks for the compliment. I did not think you were the kind of man to notice my dresses. You always look so busy and in a hurry" I realized that it was probably true,. I became his slave. Later he climbed over me and fucked me as if I was his wife. After he was satisfied he put on his clothes and stumbled back to his bed where he normally slept.This went on for several months and his fucking me became a routine affair. Frankly I also got used to it and slowly started looking forward to his sexual assaults. Then when I missed my periods I told him but he was not alarmed at all. The next day he took me to Udaipur and got me aborthed. Just like that !!!By now I. “I guess you are awed. You are not feeling shy watching it.” Jamuna was taken aback. He was right. She had been watching his cock all the time shamelessly, something she might have never done before. Why? “Yes,” Jamuna said without moving her eyes of the old man’s cock. “But don’t know why.” “Because, I have used my divine power to subjugate you,” The old man replied with another smile. “Have you ever heard of the term ‘Vastva’?” “Never,” Jamna denied at once. “I am not. I had never seen a white woman naked, my dad had always said if I get a chance to stick my dick in white pussy jump at it as it is really good!! At this reception it was all white people. And they drank and ate alot. There was four married women, good looking white women that were really drunk and flirted alot with us. They had said they were without their husbands and ready for fun. We flirted back but thought they were just playing. When the party was over we had everything cleaned up and.