She had been desperately waiting to be treated right, by a real man.If Athul’s elder sister-in-law was not able to resist him, there was not much an... woman could have. And for an eager woman like my mom, right now, it was just impossible.“Why don’t you sleep for some time? It’s been two days since you had any sleep.” Athul asked Raashi, grabbing her hair hard, and making her stop sucking his cock.“Take a shower, too, Your husband, my cuck brother, will be back home today. I don’t want him to. She was wearing black leather pants, a tight black T-shirt that showed off the outline of her small, firm, perky 36B breasts, and black leather gloves. Her tanned, muscular arms looked great and her long brown hair, which was wild and loose, added to her female warrior image. She greeted me with a long, aggressive kiss. ‘Welcome home, Debbie,’ I said when we finally pulled apart. ‘All went well?’ ‘Went great. One more scumbag taken out of commission permanently, one more notch on my belt. How. It became a game to us as we each moved sweetly against the other, our hands barely restrained by an ever dimming sense of public propriety. Finally, he cracked. “Let me take you home,” he breathed in my ear. Stopping only long enough to be saluted by our respective groups of friends, we made for the exit, weaving in and out of swaying bodies as we went. The humid air slammed into us the moment we stepped outside, an oppressive heat that sapped the energy. Not that we were in any hurry. We’d. By that time, the party was well underway having started around noon. There was plenty of alcohol and weed going around. Led Zeppelin, Motely Crue and whatever band dejure at the time, jamming on my stereo. The two settled in with the crowd and partied with the rest of us. Over a period of time, I noticed the blonde and her boyfriend really weren’t acting like a couple. She did not seem really interested in being with him. After a while, I asked her what the deal was. She said the.