She looked at him with amber eyes that seemed to glow, drawing him in. His mouth went slack and his cigarette fell. As she moved her cigarette aside h... leaned in and kissed her.Banker Man crumpled to the ground, a look of bliss on his dead face. Demie finished her smoke and then disposed of the evidence, though she kept the Zippo.---Today...I woke up to a nasty stench, making my nose wrinkle as I sat up. What was that? It seemed to be coming from the living room.'Oh shit,' I thought, 'Demie. Will released her mouth, then guided her lips to his manhood once more. As soon as he had plugged her mouth, Joe rammed forth once again, getting 6 of his massive inches into my wife. My wife bucked away, attempting to relieve the pressure in her stuffed anus. Joe followed her movements, keeping himself buried deep in my wife.My wife groaned deep in her throat. Her virgin ass must be exploding in pain, her dildo'd cunt shooting pleasure at the same time. My wife's fingers reached back and began. I pulled out the scant piece of fabric and saw that it had the words ‘CUM EATER’ in bold red letters embroidered on the front panel. I quickly slid the g-string up my legs and fit it over my aching hard cock. I looked at the clock on the stove and saw that it was almost time for Kim to be home so I quickly ran and threw the chicken on the BBQ and stirred the pasta. With just a minute to spare I added the marinara sauce to the drained pasta and flipped the chicken. I was just plating the feast. Komal also dressed up in traditional Indian sari with lots of jewels from head to toes. Her each toe had a ring with a chain to her anklets. With bangles on her arms, necklace around her neck dangling teasingly between her big boobs, ear rings and lots more. My English friends were awe struck to see such beauty. They all greeted her with a formal kiss on her cheeks but she made sure that her breasts were firmly pressed against them when they held her. She served dinner like a good Indian wife.