I expect you to do the laundry, keep the place generally neat and clean, and do the dishes." Jesus! Do I have to do everything with Mom gone?" Heather...griped."I'll deal with the shopping, the cooking, the trash, the yard, and house maintenance, and, oh yeah, the bills. Breakfast and lunch, you're on your own, but I'll take care of dinner. Got it?" Fine. Whatever." She said, turning away and taking the show off pause.Harold ignored the blatant disrespect, and returned to his study where he. Her husband was a civil architect in an mnc. I used to always admire her voluptuous figure secretly. Her main asset was her ass cheeks. When ever she wore jeans its actual shape also peeped out making me rock hard inside. One fine day in the early hours while i was jogging, i saw her learning car from her husband. We exchanged a smile and i was back on my jogging. Days passed. When ever i and angel came across anywhere, like hyper markets etc we used to exchange smiles. On one friday night. “Do you mean, you want to fuck me”? I did not answer and simply pushed her onto the bed, behind her. “I am going to fuck you, so fucking hard”! I announced. She let herself slide on the bed such that her pussy hung off the edge and started fingering her swollen cunt, wider. “Do it now”! She said. Like a wild a****l, I plunged my fucking muscle into her wet hole. It felt so warm and slick on my cock as I pushed further deep. Soon I was fucking her in and out as fast and hard as I could. She was. She whimpered and moaned as his wife worked the toy with slow strokes and twists. When Jane leaned in to add her tongue to the mix, Stephanie cried out and lurched. Ryan set a slow pace, pulling back until her nether lips kissed the head of his cock, and then burying it in her depths. The buzz from her vibrating fingertips ran through both of them, and her whimpers joined those emerging from the speakers. “How does that pussy taste?” he asked. “So good. I had an even better taste before we.