.main jab subah uthi to dekha ki mummy soyi hui hain aur papa kitchen mein apne liye chai aur breakfast bana rahe hain…maine papa ko gudmorning kia ...ur pucha ki mummy ko kya hua..papa ne kaha ki teri mummy ki tabiyat kharab hai…maine kaha aap tyaar ho jaiye main aapke liye chai aur breakfast banati hoon…woh maan gye aur kitchen mein hi ek chair lekar baith gye…mujhko aadat hai ki main raat ko bra aur panty nahi pehnti aur sirf ek nighty jo kaafi short hai woh pehenti hoon…main breakfast banane. She wanted to shape the words but she felt so humiliated, tell us who you are.A slut, I’m Wendy slut, the fingers were fat up her cunt, Tim was now slapping her tits. I need to be fucked please I’ll do anything just fuck me. The voice again will you suck my cock slut...yes..then let me fuck your arsehole...no hesitation from Wendy yes.What are you Wendy tell us again tell us again nice and loud. Wendy slut, again louder…. Wendy slut louder…. WENDY SLUT. What does Wendy slut want.COCK I WANT. She was so worried about what his motivation was that she convinced herself that he had to be cheating on her so what do you think she did?”“She accepted to go on the date with the young man, didn’t she?”“Now you are starting to understand where this was leading. She thought that if he could do it so could she.”“So it destroyed their marriage?”“No, the husband suspected that she would do what she did so he put a tracker on her new car which allowed him to follow her. He watched from a distance. And I'm also sorry that weinterrupted your holiday plans."Her look softened. "Call me Alice," she said. She ducked into thekitchen for a moment, and came back out with a plate of fried chicken. The serving table was already covered with other Sunday dinner fixings,including a plate of steaming biscuits. "I'm afraid Sara won't bejoining us, either. She's rather attached to her chickens." Sheserved me a full plate, then a much lighter one for herself, and satdown."Tell me, Mr. Cowpens--".