In her past time she always used to read that preacher’s books or used to spend time in prayers.Rakesh finished his tea and walked towards sofa. He ...ent up to Radha mom; she was busy in reading holy book. Rakesh snatched the book and kept aside. Radha mom looked up with surprise. Rakesh straightway sat in the lap of Radha mom facing her.Radha mom whispered with surprise, “For the god’s sake, what are you doing?”Rakesh just did not say a word. He completely hugged her and started kissing her. The shaft was pliable but strong, and the leather was made from the hide of a newly-born nug that had starved to death after a wolf had taken its mother. It felt deceptively soft, but despite the lack of permanent damage it would do, it had a hell of a bite.I proceeded to streak the seeker's breasts with the whip while I slowly fucked her. The screaming was invigorating, the squeezing of her cunt intense as I placed one red line parallel to the next, skipping her nipples, leaving her looking. As our weekly poker night continued my wife, encouraged by their comments, began wearing sexier and sexier clothes. Her skirts were always mini in length or slit way up the sides to reveal the whites of her thighs above her dark silk nylons. She always wore low cut dresses or blouses that accentuated her buxom breasts. She often wore sexy garter belts and always had at least 4" spike-heels on. Her make-up was always applied heavy, with lots of red lipstick, heavy eye shadow and mascara. She. Congratulations.”And then she got off the bed and headed for the door. “I’ll get you a washcloth.”When she returned and started cleaning my hand, she apologized, “Jay, I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to make a mess. It just happened.”I chuckled, “Sis, don’t ever apologize for cumming. That’s what you’re supposed to want to do. It’s what I want you to do. I’m just glad I helped you do it the first time.”After insuring that my hand and fingers were clean, she said, “Now, I want to concentrate on.