Sure enough, this foxy bitch had a plentiful supply of lace underwear and skimpy cock-tease outfits. She maybe dresses and acts noble in public but sh... sure is a slut for hubby. Then I found an envelope, and yes… Polaroid’s! Rani sucking her husband’s cock and being taken every which way, with pretty much nothing missed out. I thought that maybe I could get some action from her too and decided to make a move on her. Next day, I visited again when Sherbanu had gone shopping. Rani was washing up. " I realized the absurdity of playing the emotion card so soon after playing the logical engineer card, but we send out emotional signals subconsciously. It's quite a different thing than when deciding whether to keep him as a husband or change him to a wasband. I'll try to be submissive and forgiving if he decides to 'take me' at the wrong time. I want him to shed inhibitions, but I also want orgasms and I don't want to feel like I'm just his fuck puppet. I've tolerated it because I know I'm. . One of a kind." It is. From my personal vineyards. You vere looking at ze screen, ja? Mezmerizing, isn't it?" It does have that 'wow' factor about it." Do you realize vat it is vee are actually looking at right now, herr Barhoe?" Not really, no." Ze var." I'm sorry?" Zee vaarr." I'm sorry, I can't quite get that." Ze-e va-aarr!" he said, bulging his eyes and then aiming and shooting with an imaginary sort of rifle, even taking proper care to imitate the recoil. I could imagine this man would. Her neck got extended and I kissed her on her mouth. She kept moaning like hell! I was enjoying every second.I felt like a god. I was fucking one of the hottest milfs I had ever met in my life. Not just that, she liked my cock better than her husbands! I made her squirt which her husband hasn’t ever been able to do! Of course, I would feel like a god.I kept on thrusting her hard. I was making long deep thrusts. Occasionally I would increase my speed and thrust as fast as I can till my stomach.