”Ellen found the cell in the back of the seat before her and handed it to Joan who picked up “Yes? Right, do it ... I’ll pay you back, right, bo...h your wife and your three daughters...” Ellen noticed that as the phone call went on Joan’s balls grew bigger and bigger, she guessed Joan’s body was working overtime to produce more cum, which was amazing considering what she just did in Natasha’s office.“What’s your favorite color, Ellen?” Joan snapped at her.“B ... Blue,” Ellen answered.“Make it. ” Kanika went to the living room to collect some money, signaling didi to start her work on me. I had no choice. I sat on the edge of the bed.Didi asked me to lie down. She climbed from the other side of the bed and opens the box of yellow wax. “Bhaiya, please put your arms over your head.” Before applying the hot wax to my armpits, she gently moves her petite hands across a shallow jungle in my underarms. She places her left hand on my chest (just above the edge of the deep cut vest) were a. "You men folk are doin' the frame, and mom's helping us with a big ol' feather mattress. Only one thing worries me."I was stupid enough to ask, and she said "They're mighty soft, and it's not gonna be easy for you to pound our poor little pussies as hard as I like it."Several suggestions followed her comment. They ranged from her sleeping on the floor, to various positions she might try. She didn't like the floor idea very much, but was anxious to try the position angle.Cheryl rode with us when. I could see it in his eyes, the shock, thefear, wondering how I could do such a thing. In his world boys wereboys, and girls were girls. He realized that the girl whose butt he hadbeen patting was his daughter, the same girl that had what he alwayssaid was a great figure. For him, it was almost incest, and he recoiledwhen he thought of it. There was nothing I could do or say to ease hisshock, only stand there and let him digest what I had told him. Then..."You planning on coming home?" That.