” he instructed.“Do you understand, bitch?” he asked.“Yes.” she answered numbly.“Good.” he said. “Now, go clean yourself up, but keep ...y cum in your pussy until your husband gets home, then make him eat your pussy and swallow my cum, make him the pussy that he really is.”With that, he dressed and as he started for the door he asked “What are you going to tell your husband when he is finished swallowing my cum from your pussy, bitch?”“That I'm your whore, to be used by you or any man you tell me. Not good enough, she said, shaking her head in his hold. He grinned and leaned down again, this time lingering over the taste of her lips. Surely you have something of better quality? she teased. He kissed her for a third time, this time slipping his tongue along the seam of her lips. They opened for him like a delicate flower, but he didnt take the invitation just yet. Instead, he spent time nibbling on that juicy bottom lip, tugging it lightly with his teeth and rubbing his mouth gently. “It is my time to have some milk now, mom,” Shreyas said to Riya while removing her pallu. He then quickly started to unbutton Riya’s blouse and then threw it on the floor. He then undid her bra and threw that too.He then was looking at the most seductive and round pair of breasts. Shreyas then placed his thumb over Riya’s right nipple. They started to rub her nipple, which eventually made her nipple hard. Then he pressed her nipple with his thumb. “Aah,” a soft moan left Riya’s mouth.Shreyas. That feeling in my gut wouldn't go away. You don't spend fifty years with someone and not have a strong pull whenever they leave. I wasn't about to let that happen, but I wasn't about to rush it either. I was risking our future on letting her mature, hoping that she wouldn't find a different Mr. Right before she was ready for the one Mr. Right I intended for her to discover: me!I returned to my routine at school and home. On a sunny and warmer-than-usual late November Saturday, I took advantage.