Suja Aunty told me this would be the last video as her husband is returning now. We would resume the shoot after he goes back. By this time, we had up...oaded over 20+ videos, which was going fairly well. As I was leaving, Suja Aunty came with a bag tightly wrapped.She told me it was the brownie she baked today and told me to have it as a token of love from her. While leaving, it was unexpected, but she hugged me. I hugged her back, and I returned home. I thought, let’s eat the brownie now and. I was speechless. When I finally tore my eyes away from her I saw that all the men were just as stunned as I was. The women looked surprised, except for Gretchen. That figured. I’d never thought myself susceptible to that male fantasy, but the evidence that I was wrong was unmistakable. In a flash I was wet. My heart started beating again, and it was going a mile a minute, as if making up for lost time. Now I knew what Gretchen had in mind for after dinner entertainment. ‘Dear God in heaven,’. I was wearingwomen's panties and cuffed to a chair in my own bedroom. Further, mywife and the man who had just cuckolded me in my own bed were scoffingme at.Now my wife was humiliating me and making me beg to eat her lover'scome from the crotch of her panties. And - as she well knew - despitemy embarrassment and confusion, I wanted to do it. Damn her! She knewall my secrets, all my passions and now she was using each and everyone of them against me.But - again - this is what I wanted, right?. It was times like these that made 18 hours in the saddle, or digging trenches for the Corps worth it. I appreciated it and applied myself to the service of the Goddess.I slipped two fingers into her easily and curled them around so they were stroking the foreword wall of her vagina, trying to stimulate the “G” spot to form. Irene was helping me and it made licking her clit difficult so I backed off and worked her with my fingers and soon found the nub hardening under the soft lining of the.