”The guard smiled, “I am sure they will understand.”I smiled, “perhaps but it would be impolite to leave my work for another or undone. I will...come after I finish.”They looked at each other as I went back to work and moved away and whispered. Three hours later I was finished and left with the guards. They took me to the huge palace grounds and into a side door. The halls were almost empty as we walked in and then up. At a set of double doors one gestured and the other knocked.It was moments. Finally, Preeti got married, but unfortunately, it lasted less than three years. As time went on, Preeti felt Ayan became emotionally abusive in many ways. Through it all, Preeti realized that sex was an important part of the relationship, especially to her husband. But over the years, the sex fell off.Preeti realized it had become transactional. If she gave in to what he wanted in bed, she could get something in return – for example, a vacation or something she needs. Sometimes Ayan became. Suresh dropped his purchases on a side table and cautiously stepped across the room and went out onto the terrace. It was empty, except for a round wrought-iron table and chairs arranged under a colourful sun umbrella. He noticed that the doors that led from the bedroom to the terrace were also open, the drapes similarly pulled wide, the muslin inner curtains half-drawn. He heard voices, sounds, strange sounds from the bedroom. He crept along the terrace and looked in.As long as he lived, he. I was doing my last struggles as he just released my hands, took my shoulder and put me on the ground. I had lost.He told me that I lost but I was a good challenge and he's going to enjoy taking me. Then he unbottoned his jeans and took out his cock, put his hand on my head guiding it towards his cock and told me that I know what to do. It was my first time ever but I had to do it. I had practiced on some bananas! So I started and he was giving me some approval although I think my teeth weren't.