He should be up; he had to go to the airport soon.She'd been having a wonderful dream about all of the things she was going to do to Bill when he got ...ome. She couldn't believe that she'd gotten away with her fling with Matt. Bill had never found out. She'd had everything. A husband who could provide for her and keep her in the style she deserved. And a younger man who worshipped the ground she pissed on at the same time. Life was good, too good."Hello," she snapped into the phone."Joyce, ish. She- aaaaahhhhhhhh plzzzzzzz. Maine uske nabhi ko 10 minutes tak chatne ke bad fir se lip kiss kia or fir neeche aa gaya. Is time us se bardasht nahi hua wo jor se mera sir apne nabhi me khusa rahi thiSh- aah, orrr karrrrrrrrro. Jor seeeeee………. mai samajh gaya wo jhadne wali h mai tej tej chatne laga 2 min ke bad wo jor se mera sar apni nabhi me ghusayi or ahhhhhhhh bol ke jhad gayi. Thodi der bad wo lambi lambi sansein lene lagi. Or shant ho gayi. Uski aankhon me ek alag khushi dikh rahi thi.. ”Maureen took her hat off and put it on the bench. I walked a few yards away while she rang her daughter. The conversation didn’t last long. When Maureen switched my phone off, I came back and sat down again.“Well?” I asked. “Is she OK?”“Yes, but I’m not. There was an accident right in front of Helen. She wasn’t involved in it but the Police want her as a witness because the accident is serious. The road is blocked and she can’t leave until the Police have taken her statement. Who knows how. I knew it had happened, I was ashamed, but the stains made it real again. I began to tear up. I stood in front of the mirror naked and began to cry.The blowjobs became more and more forceful and degrading. Mr. Thompson would call my dad on the phone, or tell me while I gagged and choked about how much of a loser my dad was and that with one phone call he could send my dad to prison. It was ok he said, my mom could come to work for Mr. Thompson too he said, but I knew what the sick bastard had.