Sexual starvation had weakened her moral resolve. She didn't object when he turned her away from him and urged her to bend over. She was silent as he...teased her choot from behind with his fingers. "Baji I want to cum in you," He said probing her with his fingers; turning them this way and that. His thumb teasing her slit and sending jolts of pleasure through her. "No. You can't do that. I will get pregnant if you cum in me," She said quietly "I can't risk that; think of our family honor." . I prayed for the day the damned plaster would come off, at least I'd be able to do something for myself. One morning June walked into the living room with a bowl of warm soapy water, a flannel and a towel, I stared at her as it dawned on me what she was planning, I thought I'd escaped this particular torture when I had left hospital."What do you think you are going to do with that lot?" I asked already knowing the answer."Give you a bed-bath daddy dear." June grinned, "In case you hadn't. I removed the sari completely off me and put it on sofa and was in just blouse (without bra) and petticoat (without panty) and also worn very low hip. He was not missing a single opportunity to have a glance of my body while he served food to me. I sat on the edge of the bed and started taking the food and as he was standing close to me, when I bend to take the food into mouth the blouse hang down to expose my round big tits to his sharp eyes. After so many months I found a horny male who I. “So, what options did she have? That girl might well have ended up a lonely, unmarried woman with no self-esteem and no friends. Now? Have you seen her? You helped her the same way you helped me. Yes, we had different problems, but you helped us. But you’re hung up about it. You’re hung up about sex and all the things that have happened because of sex. You feel guilty. That’s what’s bugging you about Kara. That you’ll feel guilty even if she walks up to you and demands you screw her.