I was a little frustrated, was he not going to let me cum? "You don't cum until I give you permission slut"! He said. He waited until the feeling was ...one then he put the vibrator back on my clit. Again he pulled it away before I had an orgasm. He did this a few more times. He could tell I needed to have an orgasm really bad, my whole body was shaking. "Do you want to cum slut"? He asked in a cocky voice. "Yes sir". I said."Ask me to make you cum slut"! He said. "Please make me cum sir". I. I looked at my wife in an entirely different way now. This gorgeous women that I thought was faithful to me ever since our wedding vows was no longer the woman I had married. At first I was outraged. I had never once suspected anything out of the ordinary. Then I felt a tingling of pride. My wife had willing sacrificed herself sexually to benefit my career. She was much more of a wife than I had ever imagined her to be. Finally I felt lust. I wanted to fuck her so badly that I could hardly. He quickly slid off the black lace and started to suck on my nipples. When done with my left tit, he began to kiss in a straight line down my stomach. Once he got to my pants line, he looked up at me for approval. I was so eager, I nodded and took my pants off for him. He slid off my matching panties, and gasped. I spread my legs wider for him to see my glistening holes. "I've been waiting to do this for a while," he said, taking off his pants and bending down in front of me to lick my pussy. I. At times, she had no option but to touch herself to little orgasms or use whatever was available to satisfy her cravings. But nothing was like her husband’s 8″ hard, throbbing and warm monster cock. Those raised veins on his cock made her cum four five times before he did. He was excellent in fucking but very prudish about sex. Plus, he used to be so exhausted from work that he’d go to sleep the moment he lay on the bed leaving her to touch herself to sleep.Horny and lonely, Anandi looked at.