I looked at her beautiful naked ass and had a huge urge to go and lick it, but of course did not dare to do anything like that in Khaled sir’s prese...ce. Prayashi got on all fours giving a clear view of her clean shaved vagina from behind. But before going towards Prayashi, Khaled sir did a strange thing. He called on his driver Ali to the room. I was ashamed to death as Ali entered the room as my wife Prayashi was shamelessly waiting in the bed naked to be fucked by another man, and I was. Mizz Patty saw us to the door.“Mizz Patty,” Cindy said, “if his giving us that plane’s gonna cause heartache...”“Darlin’,” she said. “That old man’s been my husband for sixty years. I will do what he wishes and I know how he used to laugh about meeting with y’all. Consider it done.”“Let us know...” I said.“I will. Week. Maybe two...”Back in the car, sad drive home. Cindy’s thinking. That, for the past seven years, has always been good for some interesting diversions.“We put that old girl in a. I wasn't snooping, but the message popped up so I read it.I gasped.Get over here and suck my cock, faggot.What the fuck?My son was no Faggot.. a word I hated for its derogatory associations. He was the starting quarterback of his high school football team, he'd been offered full ride scholarships to a dozen big name schools, and was dating, as stereotypical as you can get, his high school's head cheerleader (yes, she was a blonde-haired, blue-eyed bombshell).He must have been wrongfully. She was so beautiful and each time she climaxed I could feel the power run through her body. In her last climax she screamed ‘I love you even more’ and my heart swelled so large I thought it would escape my chest. We ended our lovemaking after that, and I continued to kiss her. I wanted so badly to tell her I loved her, but I didn’t. My only regret that night. Heather soon laid upon my bed and I slowly gave her a massage. I had massaged her a few times before, never naked, never intimate, but.