Despite all of our nights together, Michael never took my pussy in the shower and now he can’t. Michael can’t have sex with me at all unless my Si... allows it. This must sound confusing so I’ll explain briefly here and then in more detail in the future. One of the fantasies Michael and I shared was the desire for me to be with a well-hung black man. Michael wanted me to cuckold him. It was shocking to hear this from the man I love but also quite intriguing. Our journey into cuckolding took a. I locked the back door with her key and locked the front door . We went upstairs and waited in the dark . I could hear her breathing ,she was shit scared . I reassured her quietly and told her everything was going to be ok I was not going to harm her for gods sake ! Soon , I heard a car pull up . I could hear him try the back door then tearing paper as he opened the envelope . We could hear him say ‘ Fucking bitch , Standing me up , Shit shag anyway ‘ She started to cry and I quickly put my. Suddenly a storm started and as we reached home heavy rainfall came out from the sky My home is far from the city and there are no nearby houses apart from a dhaba which is 50 metres away. its difficult to purchase land in proper gurgaon because of high prices. The auto driver who was almost twenty years old asked me to stay in front of my house as he could not drive in such a weather. He was thin and dark, must be from some village as his accent was not urban .i asked him to carry the heavy. From the back Crucifix also hugged me. We sat on the wooden bench near the lawn. Crucifix inserted his hand inside my tops and cupped my boobs on the other side Ben lifted my skirt and started rubbing my pussy with his hand. I was struggling to come out of these guys but all efforts went vain. Both of them lifted me and moved to the darker area of the lawn. They rolled me gently on the grass lawn. Crucifix pulled off my tops and cupped my boobs. Ben pulled my skirt down and tossed on the grass..