“Yes Sir”, without a hesitation. My hips shift forward, just enough for my head to enter her. The sensation is tight, smooth, wet enough with her ...uices that my cock slid easily. My hips pull back and the head of my cock popped out of her pussy. As a surprise, my hand slaps my cock against her clit a few times and her hips buck upwards briefly.“And, you’re ready to submit COMPLETELY to me sexually, including asking for my permission to fuck your own husband?” My cock rubbing between her lips. I felt his hand coming down to the back of my head. "Show me how good a cocksucker you are," he murmured, forcing my head down to his crotch.I wanted to rebel. I knew that if I just refused or started to struggle, he would let me go. Or at least I thought he would. But something kept me from trying to find out. I felt a compulsion to keep going. Besides, I had been fantasizing about him ever since James brought him home from school to visit. Now was my chance. His cock was grazing against my. I told Sita to ask my wife if she could do this and tell her that you would bring your younger sister Ritu to help Gita in the housework and in your free time you would help too. My wife being comfortable with Sita agreed.Their mother however objected, "What about Ritu's schooling".I found out that Ritu was attending a government school in the neighborhood. They offered evening classes also. I told the girls that Ritu and Dipu both could attend the evening classes together and naturally Ritu. On That Day Julie was driving the Family's Silver Ford Fusion Car to a local park, She was going to do her morning Jog, Little Did She Know That A 6'1, 215 LBS, short Brown Hair, Hazel eyes, wearing under-wear, shirt, that was underneath a black hoodie, pants, socks, shoes, 47-year-old man named Michael Preston Mitchell was sitting in the driver-seat of a red Toyota Corolla Car, He was drinking a can of Busch Beer and smoking a cigarette, Until He saw a silver ford fusion car, he watched as the.