He woke up and started crying.He stopped fucking and hold my hair and dragged me near my kid and said me to make him sleep in another room. I fed my k...d and he soon he fell asleep and I put him on the sofa in the hall and entered the bedroom. Vishal was smoking and drinking my husband’s whiskey. I was shocked.The time I entered the room, he slapped me and said, lanja intha sepa. He was really treating me like a slave. He was smoking and put his dick in my mouth and holding my hair and pushing. Not to be biased, but Megan was the hottest girl there. When she got naked, I saw the look on the guy’s and girl’s faces. Their expressions said, 'holy fucking shit.'Not to boast, but to my credit, I got similar attention. I have always considered fitness important. I played sports in high school, loved working out and kept myself lean and ripped. I don’t have a huge cock, but not bad. I am about seven inches and thick.Megan got on her knees, next to the two other girls. I could see the look on. Mary was kissing the female part of the lesbian couple while Rebecca and Jane were playing with the other lesbian partner. Soon all 5 of them were kissing and fondling each other. We called them for the breakfast and they came over. We all sat down on the table and had breakfast while talking about sex and swinging in general. After breakfast Mary and Juan put away the dishes and the rest of us sat around talking. The male part of the lesbian couple was Louise and her partner was Wendy. They. " I grab your face and lean in close. My nails are cut short. I like to use my hands a lot in my work and don't believe in those fake long red claws. "It's Miss or Mistress for now. Got it?" Your pants fall to the floor and you nod. "Pick that up and let's begin." You lay your clothes next to the chair, as you sit. Listening as I instruct you. I am wearing my hair in long braided extensions. I have on a simple silk black shirt and boy short set. If I lean this way or that way. You get a glimpse.