Saroja was too weak to be able to stand by herself and fell on Senthil for support.Senthil was taller than her and much much stronger, he supported he... weight and lay her down on the bed on her stomach. He made her kneel on the bed with her arse jutting out. Holding her arse cheeks apart, he tried to push his prick into her arse hole. “Aioooo! Don’t kill me you bastard.Please leave, I beg you,” cried out Saroja, as his prick head penetrated her arse. “Don’t shout you bitch. Shit, your ass hole. My worldtoppled over and if she would have held papers of gender and legal namechange, papers of annulment of our marriage because of being acompletely failure as a man in front of me i would have signed them inthe heat of the moment.i am terribly embarrassed and humiliated and felt so feminine at thesame time when i shot my load into the condom knowing with a personmore dominant than YOUR wife Andrea could have done anything to me. iam not good enough to kiss the ground she walks on and of. Above the knee I could see black fishnet stockings, the tops of which I could easily see under the tight, short leather skirt. Above the waist was a tight, shiny blouse, which did nothing to hide the swell of her magnificent bosom. Her face had a layer of heavy make-up on."Don't worry Trixie, Mr Cox is a locksmith. He'll soon have you out of there." Susan said to the girl.Trixie? I put down the bag and got the bolt cutters out. What had these two been up to?Susan saw the cutters and said,. " I said. "So this has to stay just be between you and me." I said as I began to realize the repercussions, if she were to find out. It would be serious."No problem here." He assured me.We found our way back in and she was still lying back against pillows, her legs spread, her mouth slightly parted as her fingers franticly rubbed her clit. It seemed like I had been gone for hours, but knew it had only been a couple of minutes and she didn't miss me at all.I told her that I was back now,.