“Come now ma’am” he urged Julie on, “I’m sure a fine whore like you knows that I’ll enjoy this more if you spread your legs for me”.“I...��m not a whore” she spat venomously.“Of course you are, I’m paying you by not telling your husband about all this.” Julie had no reply, she felt raped as another shred of dignity was ripped away from her. “This is a beautiful arrangement” the milkman said breaking the silence as he watched her pump her fingers into her pussy, “you’re depraving yourself for me so. I was just 20 then. They selected a groom of our own caste and were in a Government job at far off place, Assam. If fact before marriage I could not properly see him and had mistaken one of his friend who was handsome to be the groom. It was only when he came to Bangalore for marriage that I realized my mistake. He was very lean, skinny person with hollow cheeks, buried eyes and protruded teeth. Looked like an eunuch But it was too late.After marriage I went with him to Assam but was very. . Mr. Jacobsen... keep me horny. I’m gonna be soaking wet the whole time you teach your class because I can still feel your fingers inside of me.”“Oh god... you’re gonna get me in trouble. I can’t get soft after thinking about pounding your dripping wet pussy in class.”“Ooh! Don’t give me ideas sir!”We giggle as he puts the car in drive and we finish our journey to the high school. I clean myself up and wipe down the back of his leather seats. Today is gonna be a difficult one for. I could feel her taking even more of me, her hand still stroking what remained outside of her beautiful mouth. My orgasm was coming soon, I could feel it. I was going to fill her mouth soon if she continued. I began to rub and caress her back again, this time lowering down, feeling the smooth material of her panties, squeezing her ass, and feeling her thighs as my breath quickened…But she was good; she had caught the signs and knew when to stop. Her mouth released my dick, this time to allow.