It provided me what granted the morsel of freedom that I used to maintain individual space. I was rather lucky in that regards, having married well i... college and my husband, whose family was rather wealthy, was not the lethargic misanthrope common to wealthy families, but was a high-energy, ruthless executive. Son was like Father. And like his father, his duties caused him to travel quite a bit. But, more of that later.Aside from the daily grind and routine filing of paper work, the litany. ”again she said after a second “Kabhi asli aurat ka bhosda dekha hai, beta?”I was too taken aback to reply anything and I muttered with a gasp “kya?”and She pulled her petticoat with saree up above to reveal her Mature Hairy Bushy Cunt that I knew how a real woman’s pussy should look like and seeing the lust in my eyes she said “kya hua, Raja?” And that’s it! Immediately instinctively went down start licking her vagina and she just stood there spreading her legs in the kitchen. I licked her. Without food, the clock was ticking. His only hope now was to gain access to the central computer before he starved, and send a distress call.He marched off to the central computer door that he had found the day before, it must be open now that he had disabled the locks. He found it, the yellow warning labels visible beneath the frost. He turned the handle, meeting resistance, and finding that was still locked. He slammed the door with his gloved fist as frustration overwhelmed him.“Why!? Why. I then started to lap away at that pregnant woman's pussy, while my wife continued to massage and suck her tits and after just a few minutes Nancy started to cry out."Oh god, oh god, oh god" she kept crying and as I plunged my tongue deep into her pussy Nancy threw her head back and cried out again."Oh GOD!"She came right on my tongue and her pregnant plump young body bucked on my face for a good few seconds until it finally calmed down."Oh my god that was fantastic" gasped Nancy"I really.