I think we both know that her methods demonstrate that many heads of these families have failed their children. They are quite fortunate that no knive... or other sharp weapons where within her reach. Neither the boys nor girls involved with drugging her would still be able to procreate,” I told him as I watched him shudder as he fully comprehended what I told him.As I was leaving, he told me, “I can cease wondering how you can know the language of my family better than me. When I depart this. I understand. But Appa, is it right? I mean, you are my father-in-law after all. How can I take your penis into my vagina? Being your daughter-in-law, I will feel very shy to take that. Only your son has a right to do that to me, is it not? " He replied crudely, “Yes Deepti, you are my son's wife and he has the right to fuck you. But if you don't tell anyone, no one will know. Now come on. Do as I say. Just lift your thighs higher and push them wider apart” I lifted my thighs higher and spread. Alex would get her face in there, lick up what she could reach, then call, "Next!" I was desperate, so deprived I was crazed. But simultaneously I was loving the incredibly powerful opposition of stimulation and denial. I was enormously hot from the wide open public spectacle, frenzied with the need to come, hating Alex's games. No, no, ecstatic with Alex's games, my head spinning, leaving my senses behind. I endured the exquisite agony until the long session ended. Alex and the men were done. Susan: Oh they are, sweety. I promise you that. Sam: If I found them wet you know that I would slide a finger inside you. Susan: I love the way you finger me. You’ve gotten me off so many times with your fingers I can’t believe it. You really have magic fingers. Sam: It’s a lot easier to get you off with my fingers if I can get one of your breasts in my mouth. That always works. Susan: Stop It! OMG. I read that and both of my nipples got hard. You know how much I love the way you treat the.