“Mein teri pati ko achi tarha se janta huw, teri jaise sexy ladki ke liye vo chutad to bana hi nahi. Aur tune to mera lund dekha hi” I said “kay...��. He said “Deepa abh ban mat, maine to ghat ghat ka pani pe chuko huw, kuch hafte pahele tu meri khidki ke bhar kay kar rahi ti I knew my stupidity and I couldn’t believe that he knows about my husband and me very well what is our weakness.Hearing no words from me after humiliating me his hand slip down along the curve of my waist and once more pressed. I’m not used to being hugged.I’m really not used to being hugged.And now I was being hugged.It was too much. Everything was too much.That’s when I lost it.Editor’s Note:The next document is an extract from the journal of Tara Freeman.Thursday, 2nd DecemberI was totally locked out of the whole Narnia adventure. It sounded like heaps of fun but I missed out because SOMEONE decided I needed to be rescued and taken “somewhere safe”.Seriously?Where Dan is, that’s where I’m safest. And where was Dan?. You picked out a sleeveless sundress that fell a few inches above your knees with no bra and no panties. The fabric stretched across your perky breasts was so tight that they barely had to work to keep the dress up. The skirt was a lightweight material that a soft breeze would push the fabric against your curves so well that it was obvious that you weren't wearing underwear. Exactly how you wanted it. Just in case, you threw over a light cardigan and smiled at yourself, there was one more piece. If we had more time, I'd let you fuck my tits, and come all over them. Don't guys love to do that?" Mmmm," I groaned as she massaged my cock with one hand, while massaging her breast with other, "Oh, I hate it when a woman makes me do that," I said, half grinning and half moaning with pleasure."Well, let's let this bad boy get some breathing room," she said, as she unbuttoned and unzipped my trousers. I lifted my hips and she yanked down my pants and skivvies in one swoop. "You sure get hard.