But the thought of her husband beating the shit out of me came to my mind. I said, “Sara, you are a wonderful woman, but I am not ready for this. Le... me go, please.” Saying this, I left her place.The next day, I had some awkward moments with her while going to my office. In the evening, John returned, which made me worry about what Sara would tell him about me. Again, at night John came to my place and apologized for what happened between Sara and me last night.He promised me that won’t happen. Heather said, holding out her hand and smiling broadly.I ushered them in, still a little taken aback at the pair of them turning up.Heather was a very nice looking woman, about 31 yrs old, slim, lovely shape and larger looking tits than Debbie. She was a redhead, with long deep ginger hair, a very pretty face, quite pale really with piercing green eyes. She was only about 5ft 2in tall, and the small heels still didn't rise her much more. She wore a short mini-dress, well above the knees, and. Seeing this I was about to turn my face without interrupting my pace.But Ayesha held my face with her hands not allowing me to turn towards the door. She pulled me and started smooching passionately biting my lower lip. I knew something has made her the bitch horny and was quite surprised by her act. But later I came to know it was Shabana watching our act through the door.Once the smooch was over she pushed my face on her left neck indicating me to lick the neck. Fucking her pussy blocked the. It tastes icky.” She said.“Please I’ll give you anything in return.” I begged. She closed her eyes and smallowed it all.“How did you lean to suck like that I was amazing.” I asked suspiciously“I’ve seen my mom do it to my dad, and I wanted to try.” She said“What were those beads” She asked.“Anal beads.” I said weakly.“What”“What me to show you” I asked. I led her to her room and laid her on her bed. I looked around until I spotted a perfect, tiny bead necklace. I walked up to her and said “Take.