She held still and as the throbbing in my cock slowed, I slowly pulled her head up, stopping periodically as I felt my orgasm building again. Her mout... was so tight, it was hard not to cum. Finally, I pulled her mouth off, reached down and kissed her, cum tasting mouth. “That felt so good baby, but I want to do so much more. Will you let me have my way with you?” She nodded her head quickly, telling me, “Yes! Anything you want! Anything! Promise me one thing, though. Please, fuck my pussy and. If you wish, this film will only remain in my possession. Which would be a shame... - What do you have in mind?- Well we realized that even unconscious, your slutty wife took pleasure in being fucked by big cocks, and that you didn’t mind seeing her being put in the oven.-... - So I thought we could see if she could consent... - I’ll stop you right away, she will never consent!- Well not really consenting, rather obliged, at least at the beginning, but active!- How do you plan to get there?- By. "Tom was stunned at what he was hearing. "W-what?" he asked."You see, you were turning into an abuser yourself, so after losingcontrol and slapping your girlfriend one night you had an epiphany. Youknew that the only way that you would ever stop mistreating women andbreak the cycle of abuse was to walk a mile in their shoes. And sinceyou treated your girlfriend as little more than your maid; what betterway for you to atone for your male privilege than to become a maidyourself? Not only would. It was a purely functional, purpose serving fucking, and the adulterous Manya loved such fucking. The time was still fifteen minutes to seven am. Manya had another half an hour at least before her sons awoke. She felt fresh now and memories of the dog’s assault on her flesh were pushed back into her mind. Her saree was still off her body. Her ass was still naked on the doorstep. The licentious wife decided to get inside when she saw Sam appear from nowhere carrying an envelope. He pulled out.