Illeana is one of the hottest actresses in Bollywood. It was not only that, however, it was the way she smiled, the way she walked, and above all, her sexy and young throat. She had to have it. How?

He’s been haunting her for months. He followed her around in his big black van with tinned windows, always with night binoculars at the ready. She watched her come and go from various sets, from restaurants and cafes, and also from her house and regular hotels. She took pictures of her and especially her beautiful face and her young throat. He put some photos in his van and his little apartment. She knew what she wanted to do with her and she knew she wanted it, even if she hadn’t met him yet.

It happened in the middle of the ’90s when I was dating a beautiful girl. I was just entering the biker scene, and I was a little young and naive, I suppose. My girl of time, Jane, was already a long time biker, even in the rally scene and had friends in many clubs. I loved it madly; it was an ex model, and it was really sexy and petite, with long dark hair and the most beautiful imaginable face, more perfect small tits and a feminine and subtle figure. She had a tougher edge for her though; she was quite extraneous and assertive self, and she had this certain flirty, way jaunty on her that no red blood man might not fall for.

She seemed good at what she had. The shape of his body suggested he was very athletic.

Its top has been cut quite low to show its neckline in its well proportioned breasts. When she folded, they almost seemed to fall.

The pants he wore were the skin tight on his ass, and beautiful out at his feet slightly. He had a nice ass.

He kept following me in the gym. After finishing up on a certain machine, I would head across the room to work another muscle arm/ shoulder. After a minute, she’d show up at the car right next to me. This has occurred several times.

I met my current wife Jane on the Internet. We were both married and very unhappy at the time. My wife was very conservative and useless to say that my sexual energies were repented beyond belief. An occasional wank in the shower and sex maybe every two weeks was par for the course. Jane was married to a very conservative man who essentially wanted missionary sex twice a week.

Jane and I had an online relationship for 3 months and in those three months we explored our wildest sexual fantasies online. I thought we’d never meet so we let ourselves go online. I write Jane’s e-mail that starts a fantasy and ask her to finish it. Man, he’s never done it. One of my fantasies was to be Dominated over Jane and make her do little things. A fantasy I started was taking Jane to a hairdresser club and sucking a guy in front of everyone on the club. Well, Jane finished her fantasy sucking every guy in the club.

My new boyfriend asked me to go to a dinner with two other couples at his friends’ house. He said they did it from time to time and try to dress. I wore a nice “basic black” with a front v that my boyfriend Dave loved looking down.

The party was fun, but nothing spectacular. The only thing about real interest was when our guest, Jim, talked about studying hypnosis while taking some college psychiatry courses. He asked me to let me hypnotize and feel a little wild, I left him. He kept a diamond pin, and he flashed the light from my eyes. He told me my eyes followed him as he moved him slowly back and forth. His voice kept talking to me gently and calmly, telling me that I was very relaxed and calm. Soon I was drifting, I wasn’t worried about anything, doing what he said. He put me even though the usual tricks of phase hypnosis, which arise like a duck, not being able to bend my arm. He also had my body stiffens and put my head on a chair and my feet on another, he had one of the other girls on the ground. Very weird.