Now into the story.It was early in the morning, i sat in the hall and having tea and my wife is taking bath, as the kitchen is small my MIL started cu...ting veggies on stool knife ( katti peeta), as i am sitting in the chair and adjacent to mill and she is sitting on floor, i can see slight cleavage, as she is pinkish in complexion i can see clearly her small cleave.As the cutting of veggies progressing her saree started to move side and one of her boobs got exposed over her jacket, but as she. Honey. I agreed and went off. I looked in the back mirror and turned to the parking lots. She didnt realize it. She didnt need much time to draw attention. Two truckers went to her and looked at her pervert look. They read the text on her shirt and grabed bena on her long hair and pulled her to the public toilet. They forced her on the wet sticky ground and made her suck their cocks. The fat trucker had a tiny but thick cock and huge hairy balls nearly the size of a bull. The other one was slim. Becky draws her salary from the office petty cash and can't go back to the office until she has spent every last penny on shoes, make-up, clothes, jewelry, lingerie, perfume and her time at the salon. Then when she is all finished spending her money she gets to go back to the office and pose in a private fashion show for her Mistress.I swear that by now Becky's closets have to be swimming in office attire, fetish outfits and custom clothes. I've even heard Becky's Mistress describe the wardrobe. Mmmm. Imma lick that pussy again Mo. Would you like that, Mo?' Followed by a large wad of cum. Mo was so turned on by this. She was wet and dripping just as Todd wanted her to be. So she took her phone in the bathroom and got in her bubble bath. She put the video clip on repeat, as she watched and listened. Monique rubbed, poked, ad flicked and her throbbing clit. As Mo approached climax, she was interrupted by a rapid knock at the door. 'Monique? Baby, are you okay?' It was Grandma Dori, so.