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kickoff of all let me bring out myself, I am Jigisha oh yeah the name does sounds lengthy but Gujarati tradition names are always unique in its own manner.I belong from a high powered entrepreneur'family whose nature has always been Superior to everyone we knew.I am 29 twelvemonth old with 5'7 height sort of taller than average Amerindic cleaning woman 34B breasts all-encompassing 32 waisted weighing 132 pounds.I always manage to remain in physical body by gyming and squating on fixture base, having a broad waist, thighs and backside has always been one fairytale of msince high school.I have been quite a successful businesswoman inheriting the nature from my family itself.I make the proud owner of a 12 beauty salons in the Department of State'tiptop beauty salon'as they call here.

I 'm happily married to Tushar 6'0,170 pounded more of an even 34 waisted. He makes a fit guy in compare to the normal masses.He is highly stipulate private wuth visonary attributes.He is a kind hearted reasonable mortal who has the nature of adapting inferioritysolution shape of any stress.This is the narrative of Jigisha trying to regulate her deficient husband to the one that she demands by enslaving him in various manner which turns out to be a bit selfish and filthy afterwards.

Chapter 1

I was all dressed and ready to leave for the salon where I control the occurrence rest are controlled by employ person as I can not be present at all of them at the Same time.I had my favorite Kurti and leggings attire as I always loved to show off my perfectly worked thigh and calf.I called my hubby who was still having his tea slowly as usual with the news program report sucking clots of every minute Tories in it. After a while he was there dressed in perfectly corporate outfit with his jaw dropping smile on boldness. I saw him with certain anger as to show my dissatisfaction of him always getting late and he as usual kissed me for the apology. We left in a minute, he always dropped me to the beauty parlor with the Saami thing when returning for home base by picking me from there. He kissed me passionaltlely to a good bye and left.

A beauty beauty parlor has always been a junction to unhesitating gossip of ladies before their like genders and I during working considering a past times meter used to hear all of their goosips never considering any of the parole thrown by them though. Mrs Patel and her friends a mathematical group of full-bodied apoiled women was there talking their sex lives.
Mrs Patel started `` He is always considering his own dirty word by directly attacking the clitoris with trifling foreplay and cumming way too too soon ''
Mrs Mehta one of her Quaker added `` Atleast you get to enjoy sex my husband is too engaged to even number house before bed time how can i produce love when fully drowned in sleep ? ``
Mrs Mehra readily refused them and said `` I experienced the Lapp problem as you all but then i read something online and now i own my married man and make him name love and cum in my own manner by turning into a mistress from wife ''
All the peeress in the beauty parlour excluding me stare at her with full phase of the moon disbelief and all of their gossips made me laugh inside. The rest of the day went well and finally my prince arrived to pick me up. I gave him a passionate kiss with a rub on his putz and we headed back home.
I made both of us dinner party and we ate together. I saw a certain discomfort on his human face which forced me to ask Tushar about the problem. He told me about some study loading from the ship's company and his stress about it. It was becoming a substance abuse of his now but I still kissed him and lead him to bed. I was yet to disrobe so lead his deal to strip me and he did perfectly with embracing my lips to full gas. He took his 7 inches shaft out and I blowed it nicely. Afterwards he choked on my tit and nipples and gave several Gospel According to Mark leaving bites before entering with all his forte it was painful but I was happy to relieve his tension. Both of us lead each other to orgasms and we cuddled naked before falling asleep.

Chapter 2

I was up early next morning dressed in my leging and T-shirt for the jogging and gym, I asked Tushar to stay in bed just to salvage himself a bit more. Dressed in my grey kurti and grim leggings I was all set for the salon, Tushar was still in stress following his piece of work. He dropped me off and left for work. I was worried about him and his lack of control over himself. The evening was here and Tushar stopped by to find fault me up we headed house. I repeated the same from yesterday to cheer him up and it went well but I was still not satisfied.

Next morning after reaching the beauty salon I took some clock time off from work to remember of a root of his stress. This moment I caught a reminder of Mrs Mehta and about his solutions ttowards her husband. I had all the contact no. of customers, I called her and asked her to pay a visit. She was here in an hour and I discussed all of the necessary resolution. She recommended some website and video recording to me on the internet. After going all through them I was all set for a solvent if necessary .