Part of me wondered if I had fallen asleep on the couch and this was some kind of dream, but it felt way to real to be a dream. “But wait,” I trie... to get out, my body trying to lift up. She stopped me from talking and caused me to fall back against the couch as she slid the bottle a little deeper into me. I pushed down against it, wanting to take the whole thing inside of me. She could tell what I wanted and pushed hard one more time, getting the bottle almost all the way into me as she found. It takes time to find some way to get the next lady to reach my yearning orifice, but when she manages, there is no subtlety. She attacks me like there is no tomorrow. It is then that I have the most surprising reaction to the whole session. I found myself wishing she was a man!Then I beg them to bind me, ankles to wrists as before. I enjoy this rendition the most. I finally run out of volunteers. I am released from my bondage. I slump down on the table. Some of the Vaseline has found its way. She tried to 'relax' the contracting sphincter but found that the whole reaction inside her love tube was utterly beyond her conscious control. Staz let out a low whimper of nervous surprise as the sphincter ring gripped his cock below the knot and steadily compressed it like a python squeezing its prey. At first he tugged gently then as the sphincter tightened he became nervous and tried to wrench himself free. Vicky let out a 'yelp' of pain as she felt the sphincter ligament attachments. Most of them do go astray, but they enjoy life. They may have sex with boy friends, with bosses, colleagues, servants, or even strangers. Most of them do have sex. Girls & housewives even boast about the number of people they had sex with during the navratri.Once I happened to be in Mumbai on my way to Delhi and for overnight stay I went to a hotel which was in a Gujarati locality. I just forgot that it was Navratri season and a great surprise was in store for me. I had to catch the early.