She became expert at deriving pleasure from his and soon learned how to entice him into serving all her pleasure points.They were in John's bedroom wh...n Marsha discovered them. They had thought they were alone in the house and had wasted no time in getting out of their clothes. Marsha walked in on them, they were in the sixty-nine position with Carolyn kneeling over John's mouth as she sucked his cock and jerked him off the way he especially loved. Marsha stopped cold as she saw them and stood. Me: sindhu stop. One more slap. I will bite your cheek like anything, i am serious.She slapped me again. Thats it. I held her hands and tried to bite her cheek. She said no and didnt let me. I tried hard. She just escaped and slept turning around with her salwar around her face. I tried to turn her around. She was strong. I went over her and pulled her salwar. I can feel her body against mine. I was turning her by holding her waist and shoulders. Finally i did. I went over her to bite. She said. I don’t understand it, because she’s such a committed feminist out in the real world, she’s a lawyer for abused women, but when we’re home, she’s constantly between my legs, her dark head pumping away on my hard cock, as I reach down and twist and flick her nipples.?So tell me about equal pay for equal work.? I say, as I take my long, thin Malacca cane and whack her back as Cymbeline services me. ?Tell me about how men don’t deserve child visitation, I love that one!? Again I slam the cane. The soft folds of her asshole felt wonderful on my tongue. I felt her hand guide my head up. I looked up from her ass and saw the pleasure in her eyes, her deep beautiful, brown eyes. She guided my mouth to her hairless, shaved balls. Without even a second thought, I licked them and sucked gently on each one, in turn. Running my mouth and tongue over them, gently and repeatedly, as if making love to them. Her cock was rock hard and I was surprised by how eager I was to lick, suck and taste it..