I was away from Hyderabad during those few days. We talked about personal details over the next few days. She said her husband wasn’t good with her ...nd treated her badly, mainly because of the differences in the thinking process of the two cultures they came from. His anger overcame his love for her. That’s the reason she dwelled in the online world.I got attached to her and the talks became more frequent. I enjoyed her whenever she found time. And one day, she suddenly asked me if I am scared. She was smiling broadly and exclaimed, "I can't wait to watch you please him, make that cock hard, please."I gripped it with one hand, cupping his balls with the other and began slowly stroking it. It quickly began to harden in my hand. Within moments it was fully hard, my hand barely fitting around it. It was throbbing and now was a full nine inches easily, and at least four inches around. I could see his huge head visibly throbbing as I slowly stroked it, with my face inches from it.My wife. I got behind her and slowly squeezed my cock in her pussy with Jason's which made it twice as tight but she was so wet and our cocks were lubed with so much spit that we began to slowly slide in and out of her.I had never done a double penetration before the idea of having my balls rest on another mans like mine were resting on Jasons balls and rubbing our cocks together inside a woman but compared to all the shit I had done since Janet hired me it now seemed like nothing and neither did the. "Thank you, Master," she said in a very small voice."Well, here's a how-de-do," I muttered, "what the hell do I do now?" Master?" What's your name?" I asked; that seemed like a logical starting point."They call me Candy," she said, "when it's not 'Bitch' or 'Slut'."The situation was getting to me. Different things cause different people stress; I do not cope well with ... well, young women who are not of voting age and not professional. As far as I could see this one was jail-bait. Physical.