'How much did you pay her', I asked him calmly, like a dominatrix?'What', he retorted.'The whore, how much did you pay the slut to fuck her'?His face ...eddened, as he considered my question, I got the impression he quite could not believe this beautiful woman was here asking such questions.'€150.00'. his voice tailed off as he spoke.'Must have been fucking horny to pay that amount', I replied, and as I spoke I traced my finger through the semen patch as he watched, and lifted to under my nose. I had never done anything like this before. But I did know about the prostate and how much pleasure it was supposed to give when stimulated. I was starting to really love this. I felt them gaining more and more speed, and depth with each thrust. The one behind me kept gripping my ass cheeks and pulling me into him, all the while saying things like, "Yeah, take it you bitch, you like my cock in your ass don't you, oh your ass feels nice and tight." While the other had a hold of the sides of my. She often enquired about my school and college days my mischief’s my girlfriends past n present, my smoking and drinking habits and all and I was totally open with her.It seemed as if she also liked me a lot not sexually though I guess 1 odd day while chopping vegetables in the kitchen she casually asked me Satya will you mind if I ask you something very personal. I smiled and said of course not bhabi and we are friend’s right you can absolutely ask anything you like. She said no leave it won’t. Mother, gods have designed a special posture for sitting here. You will sit in my lap while my lingam is immersed with your yoni. That will make the union complete, and then we will start our court mother. I shall address them in this posture while having some bite of your motherly mummeries. Only when we get down from the throne, shall our genitals disengage. Is that right mother, now, as that, I have wed you; you are my sweet wife too. You are my kamayani… You are my rati and rambha. It is.