I can't say that for the others."There was silence for a few minutes when Sara sat there, tears forming in her eyes at her loss, pain and the pain her...mother must have felt. "I don't know what to say," I told her. "It's been proven that the Salem Witchcraft executions were at the least misguided and at its worst, irrational." Times back then," Sara countered, "were confused. Everything was based on rumors and terrible claims of very sick young girls. Hysteria gained hold and what happened. We told Bern not to worry about us talking about it. It just between us adults. Bern wished his wife was more like Karen. I told him maybe we can arrange a get together at my house with him, the wife and k**s. Karen will be in her family mode and she can maybe slowly talk to your wife. It will be fun for us and the k**s. “Hey Mitch you want to come over too?” I asked.Mitch just shook his head no.Bern left. Mitch and I lead Karen to the playroom. I was about to go down to lick and suck on. The next day was Saturday. She only put on a robe and put a sign on her apartment door, “If you want a fuck come on in.” On her bedroom door was another sign, “If you see this sign you’ll have to wait your turn.”By supper time she’d welcomed eight new cocks into the place where only one high school boy had been a dozen times before she met her husband. The wickedness was exciting and especially when another hard cock was waiting as soon as the one fucking her dumped its load on her womb’s. She is busy attending religious discourses in the afternoon. My husband had gone on an official tour for three days and Mrs. Mishra had recently joined a religious group which used to have “Bhajan” singing sessions every afternoon in the nearby community hall. I decided to execute a daring plan. I purposely wore a silk low cut silky night dress, without wearing a bra or panty. I knocked on the door of Mr. Mishra, who was pleasantly surprised to see me. I enquired with him about his new dish.
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