My gosh she exclaimed who got this started with you. I said Im not really at liberty to say ,as its kind of secret.Oh OK she replied.I told her I wo...ld need to pull my pants down and underwear so if she decided not I could just leave and go home and not have to bother her with my fantasy. she thought for a moment and said..well I want to try but if it makes me feel sick I will just go in my room and you can finish YOUR THING she emphasized. . Ham donom uske bad todi der batchit ki, uske bich usne bola ki uska computer ke antivirus expire hogaya , naya install kar ke dedo pls vo deklo ek bar.Me, ha kardiya our naya antivirus install kane laga… Mere dimag me koi galth soch nahi da, magar ustime pe ulta pulta sochne laga.. Vo mere piche touch karke kada huva da… Her boobs touching my back side actually vo muje seduce kar raha da.. Muje uske photos dikane shuru ki, tab mene bola aap toh damn sexy lagraha hai.. Usne hasne laga our bola. He had a hard, disapproving way about him. That managed to hurt me, too. We went to church cold and came back cold. I watched my husband, the adulterer, passing the communion plates and tried not to cry. When we got home from church, while I was laying out lunch, he crossed his arms and took a very paternal tone with me. "I'm not so sure that working outside of the home is good for you," he told me. "You forgot dinner on Friday. Last night... well, you know what happened last night. If you. I cant hear you, whore, the voice replied, louder and more demanding than before. Speak up! Y-yes, I whispered into the phone. Yes… The fingers in my ass stopped moving as I felt I had crossed a line into a scary and unknown territory. Yes what? she asked, not letting me off the hook that easily. Yes, I like it, I replied, my voice hoarse like I had not spoken in years. You like what? she prodded, almost taking a sadistic delight in my emotional upheaval. I… I like it in… in my ass, I replied.