"Rather possessive, aren't we? Ah, but then possession is nine-tenths of the law. Pity no man ever found you attractive enough to slip you the other t...nth so you could have a kid of your own." And they say I'm a bitch. Is that the charm that won you a wife? Oh, wait, that's right. You never got married either." Yeah. That's me, the pot calling Ma Kettle black. Except, of course --" Except what?" Except Ma Kettle didn't wear tight T-shirts so the world could see what a hot old lady she was."Des. As expected his first wife Reena was veryangry with me as I had stolen her husband. She came out and told me thatI will always be the second wife. Then Salman introduced me to his 5children. They were Sayyed, Alisha, Rehan, Taha and little Heena. Theyall called me Choti Ammi. It was cute to listen Ammi from there mouth.Reena started giving me work immediately. I helped her in making lunchand dinner. We served the whole house together. I wanted to please heras she may have negative feelings. Between his pushes and the cock thrusts I was soon getting a cock head banging at my throat entrance. He did this for a few minutes to let me get used to his cock size and sufficient saliva for lubrication. Then they both worked together to get his cock to go inside my throat.All of a sudden I felt the guy behind me grasp my head and tilt it at an angle and force it forward at the same time. Just then the cock was slammed deep against the back of my mouth and was rammed right down my throat. I. I want to get down to a size eight and she’s aiming for a size ten. Isn’t that wonderful?”“I guess so…” I mumbled.She continued, “It’s a specially designed plan – mainly vegan I think you’ll appreciate it – you certainly need to lose weight, Peter!”I looked shocked. “What, you mean Caroline is expecting me to eat the same stuff as her?"“I know you like her new look, Peter. Isn’t it nice to have a desirable wife again? Yes, you’ll have to ‘suffer’ with her – but, no pain no gain!”“Yes, I suppose.