And nice silk tops. i asked her if she wants to buy any more undergarments. she said she does not want to buy any bras as only 2 days are remaining in...goa and she has a lot of bras in Mumbai. i said ok. we went back to the room and i started my work. i even went to a client in the afternoon and fixed the deal i had come for. Now normally it takes 2 or 3 meeting before the deal is fixed. I was surprised that my work is done. I called my Boss and gave him the good news. He told me to enjoy the. I lifted my ass thinking it was Bill. But Bill was still beside me. The cock was now buried deep in me. Bill was kissing me. I did not know who was fucking me, who was fucking my sloppy cunt. Then it picked up speed and force, fucking me harder. Then it buried itself deep inside me and filled me with more cum. Then it was removed. I looked back and it was my husband who had just fucked me. "I see you taught Bill about sex, looks like he did a number on you" my husband laughed. "Yeah dad, mom. “Don't call me that anymore.” she said dejectedly. “It's a lie. I'm not your beautiful little princess; I never was!”“Would you rather be my beautiful queen?” he asked. She held her breath and nodded slightly, afraid to look at him. “You know the difference, right?”She shook her head, confused. “What's the difference between a princess and a queen?”“A queen is a woman, and a prinvess is a little girl.” he told her, and understanding flooded her face, making her blush.“I'm not a woman yet.” she. Her teeth scraped his delicate, velvety flesh but the big knob couldn't get past. She had her mouth open as wide as she could but she wasn't even close to fitting the head into her mouth.She pulled back and pouted. But the lube continued to flow.So she licked him. She licked every centimeter of his fat cock. Many, many centimeters. She tasted herself, she tasted the massage oil and the sweat and the musk of man. And she tasted the slick nectar of his arousal.She began to slobber all over his.