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I assumed that you’d finally admitted to yourself that you are an exhibitionist.” “NO I’M NOT AN EXHIBITIONIST!” I shouted at him, not caring who could hear me and I got back on my bike sunny and rode home as quickly as I could. I was so mad that I didn’t care what people saw.” We did have a good fuck just as soon as we got through the door at home. Kegel Exercises What with the great, fun exercise on my bike, the dildo stuck to the stool in the kitchen and Ryan’s cock; my pussy seems sam to be permanently full these days. Ryan said something to the effect that it was getting like fucking the channel tunnel. That hurt, and we both agreed that something had to be done. Getting rid of the bike or the stool was out of the question so something else had to be found. We both spent ages on the internet and Ryan came up with this thing called Kegel exercises. When I said that I didn’t have any urination problems Ryan told me that there were great side benefits, one of them was just what we were looking for. He said that if I did these muscle exercises for 15 minutes 3 times every day I’d get better control of my pussy muscles; and he was right. In spite of all the time that I have the bike dildo going in and out of me, the time that I spend impaled on the stool in the kitchen, and all the time that Ryan’s fucking me; I’ve ended up with very tight pussy muscles. Ryan tells me that if I keep up these exercises I’ll soon be able to stop him from cumming inside me. He says that me squeezing on his cock whilst it’s inside me will be like squeezing his cock in my hand when he’s Bhabhi trying to shoot his load. He says that fucking me will be like what he imagines it would be like to fuck a very young pussy; like a girl the age that a lot of people mistake me for. Ryan also says that he’s going to work on getting me to squirt better. I already squirt occasionally but Ryan wants me to be able to do it all the time. I’m not so sure that I want that because I get way too wet as it is. Besides, if he makes me cum in front of strangers again, squirting will be a double dose of embarrassment and humiliation. Another thing is that I don’t know how I would cope if I squirt when I cum at work. Ryan says that I should be able to stop myself squirting at times if I really want to. I hope that he’s right. Ryan’s been helping me by stimulating my G spot whist rubbing my clit. Those 2 together make my orgasms ‘out of this world’ and I have squirted a little so far; but all that has been in the privacy of our home so I’ve loved every second of it. I’m trying to concentrate on the practise rather than what might happen if I do end up squirting every time that I cum. That combined with that running machine word could make my life very pleasurable, but terrible at the same time. My Clit Ring No I’m not talking about the piercing in my clit hood, I’m talking about this little micro doughnut style ring that Ryan bought for me. When I first saw indian it I had to ask Ryan what it was; it was way too small to go on any of my fingers so I was at a loss as to where desi I was supposed to wear it. When Ryan told me it was for my clit I thought that he was joking. How the hell was my clit supposed to go through a hole that small? Ryan told me that he’d read a story called ‘Tease to Please’ by someone calling themselves ‘inkyscandal’. In that some crazy Japanese scientist had put a tiny ring on this intern girl’s clit and every so often it would vibrate and give her an orgasm. Ryan had searched the internet for hours looking for it, or something similar and he discovered what he presented me with. I suppose you could call it a wonder of modern nano technology. The idea of staying in this hospital bed for 48 hours was a nightmare. tell they were a bit distracted and more interested in my I don’t feel that special." it is totally dark. “W-wait!” She stammered, releasing his hand and he looked about to give her a ‘what Bhabhi this time’, but fell silent as she picked up her glass of wine, desi drained it and scooped her handbag, “A-alright, let's go.” “Nope. Your gonna make me come again.” She said, “How, sam oh fuck, harder fuck me you shit fuck my dirty arse, oh yes fuck it fuck it bang that rod into meeeeeeee, aaaarrrrgggghhhhhh yeeeeeeeeeeees.” It’s a good thing my nearest neighbors are more than a half mile away. We don't need this kind of publicity”. Once comfort and trust was established then began a series of sessions that satisfied our needs. I have petitioned to Lord Netter's for mercy, but he himself lost quite some coin due to my damned husband's bad trade so sunny I have little hope he will help me much when they want to claim the house,” the woman said. Do you girls want indian to build a sand castle?” I looked at the time. She used a washcloth to wipe up her mess. Anyway, I made her blow me for turning on me, and then I taught Adam a lesson for what he did to her.