.Uska lauda kareeb 4 inch ka tha aur patla sa……Meri biwi ko dekhte hue woh hilata raha thodi dare aur phir waapis chala gaya.Aisa 2 hafte tak chal...a raha aur woh roz aa ker dekhta biwi ko……Teesre hafte mein woh raat ko ander aaya aur meri usne dheere se meri biwi ki taang per haath lagana shuru ker diya…..Woh gori lambi taangon ko haath laga raha tha aur dusre se apna lauda hila raha tha….Mein bhi dekh ker apna lauda chaddar mein hila raha tha……Woh phir waapis chala gaya roz ki tarah…..Uske. She had a three years old daughter. Her name was Maloty. She was a hindu woman. My boss asked me, whether I had a problem with that! I obviously did not have any prejudice. Infact, one of my childhood best friend is hindu. Our family is still very close. The maid I had, was not gorgeous but clean, healthy, well built. Medium complexion and appearance with nice boobs and buttocks. She was an expert in her job. A very nice cook. She used to come few hours in the morning and another few hours in. Both Helen and I were breathing heavily with my thick cock still deep in her stretched pussy. I was not finished though, I began to once again slide back and forth inside her. Helen was trying to help me her arms were tight round my neck and her satin encased legs were locked around my back, as I continued to slowly pound as deep as I could.Helen's eyes were shut, her body started to shake, her back was arching against me, giving me better access to continue. I wanted to please this lovely. Karen linked arms as they left the kitchen. “Don't mind her. She's never really got over Daddy passing, and then there was the failed second marriage.”Michelle nodded sympathetically. She knew that Karen had taken the loss of her father badly and that it was one of the reasons for her problems in her teens.The room was pleasant. Large double bed with a simple covering. A dresser with Karen's makeup, hairbrushes and sex toys on it, built-in wardrobe with a full-length mirror and bedside drawers.