Aisha Whipped By Her Hubby Indian Wife

His hamstrings finally rested atop of my legs and my cock was completely engulfed. My dick brushed against his prostate and he whimpered in pleasure.I ran my hands up his sides and over his chest, down his abdomen and across the tops of his legs. He bent down moving his torso closer to his knees then began to move away and then back into me. It was then that he started to move like a piston; slowly at first and then faster and faster. I leaned back against the sofa and let him move up and down. "Why would that make me mad?" he asked, kissing my lips lightly."Because, because, I'm not really a woman," I answered. He paused for a second, then continued dancing. "Donna is my wife. A few months ago I told her I liked to dress up and she appeared to be going along with it. She started dressing me and feminizing me. She told me that I would eventually be allowed to wear sexy lingerie if I followed her instructions. Tonight she dressed me to the nines and brought me here. She said she wants. ''Good girl.'' Grace let me go and kissed me deeping, biting my lip as she did. I felt a pluse in my panties- I was soaking wet. I had always been very sexually submissive but in my current state I was already very close to cumming. It didn't take long for Grace to notice. It seemed to amuse her. She guided me through by the hand to the sitting room, she sat on the sofa.''Why don't you kneel here?'' She tugged on my hand as I knelt down in front of her. She reached forwards and tucked a stray. "This morning?" Hope wanted to know."Last night. I... I couldn't tell her. I didn't know what to say, how to say it. I didn't know how she'd react... she counts the days, you know, since the last one. Each day, in her diary, she starts with a number..." You're scared." Hope wrapped an arm around her. "But you do have to tell her." I know... but... how the hell do I tell her that? Now? Just when she's gotten used to it being gone?"Neither of them had a good answer.When the doorbell rang again,.
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