Although I hadn't met Emily's mom yet, it was a pretty safe bet he abused her, the same as he did their daughter."Get the hell out of my way," he shou...ed at me reaching out to push me.I intercepted his hand, grabbing onto his wrist. I started to squeeze, hard. He let out a yelp of pain as his eyes closed."Look at me, you piece of shit."I squeezed harder and his eyes popped open."I know what you have been doing to Emily. Everyone knows. She has been covering for you because she's afraid, but. . well, the whole spaceship, anyway.As her legs and stomach began to burn from her morning exercise, Amber leaned forward, carefully placing her hands one on each side of Roland's chest, and began a more up-and-down motion. Roland was awake, now, and put his hands on her waist to help hold her up. He also began matching her movements, stroke for stroke and the crude, loud sounds of their bellies slapping together made them both laugh.In another couple of moments, Amber was ready to come, and. As time passed, my wife got bored of me and wanted to Have more sex. I was unable to satisfy her desires as I have a small dick. Suddenly a major change came in my life. My college friend prashant contacted me for a job. Prashant used to bully me and was a hot muscular guy. I used to lick his feet. He said He had no place to live currently and wanted to live at my house. I asked my wife and she wanted to see his picture as how he looked. I showed her the picture and she Agreed to let. Ayesha was about two years younger than me.I’ll spare you guys the cliché. But as years went by – we grew really close to each other. We always looked forward to coming back home from school or college and stopping by each other’s room before we got to ours. We had friends outside but we preferred playing together. We played so many role playing games where I would be the husband returning home to his wife and sometimes it would be neighbors sometimes it would be just simple us. Over the years.