‘Yeah, you’re right.’ He mumbled, still he seemed to be bewitched by my naked body, my naked tied down body. Indian sex ‘Don’t forget the hard drive.’ I yelled to him as I locked the door. ‘I’m technically Marc’s boss, although we don’t really adhere to a hierarchical structure within our workplace. ‘I’m married to Marc.’ ‘Who isn’t even here.’ He said. ‘Don’t forget the hard drive.’ I yelled to him as I locked the door. I tried to hide my panties, my naked boobs, but with my hands tied down to the bed frame, it was impossible to cover myself. I wasn’t that horrible, was I? ‘This has gone on for long enough now. ‘I’m sorry.’ ‘Well then you’ll just have to go down on me.’ I said. Marc wouldn’t throw our mariage away over the one evening while I tried to surprise him?
