“Maybe not, but you deserve a quieter life. I have arranged a place for you with Lady Henderby. This show was your last. Perhaps your best, but cert...inly your last.” She wasn’t sure what to expect. She was certain that the best approach was to be quite clear and quite definite. He would accept what she said of course, but would he be angry for being rejected? Resistant to her decision? Uncomprehending?Henry stood quietly for a moment, thinking. He nodded. “You’ve always been fair, Mistress,” he. Is that it?’ ‘Sort of.’ ‘We’ve spent the day cleaning and dusting, now Barbara’s getting herself ready for another man, I’m busy getting dinner for you and I – it’s a very domestic scene here. Come on home and spice things up a bit for me.’ I added with a chuckle. ‘Coming right now!’ she said with a much brighter tone in her voice before hanging up. I called out to Barbara that her mother was nearly home then had just enough time to finish what I’d been doing and tidy the kitchen before I heard. I started to reach for her tits, but she slapped away my hand. "Lay still" she hissed. I did as I was told and was rewarded with her on her hands and knees, dangling her tits in my face. "No hands" I was told, so I sucked her nipples and nuzzled her as best I could. I could tell she was getting worked up so it was no surprise when she sat back and stuffed my cock in her pussy. God it felt so good, I... Wait!,... What? I may not be able to see, but I know that whoever is sitting on my cock is. Apne haath mere pith par ferne lag gai our kehne lagi..rohit aaj mujhe pura pyaar karo…chod dalo apni sunaina ko…far do meri chut ko..meri pati ne kafi mujhe satisfy nahi kia..aaj tum apni is bhabhi ko kha jaw uske aang aang ko chato….our wo bekabu si ho gai jaise bina pani ki machliMeine ab unka petticoat ka nara khola our usko niche sarka dia….our unki tango ko chatne lag gaya…ummmmm….meri jaan…kha jaw apni chabhi ko…….our fir usne mera pant ki zip mein apna haath dala our mein itna garam ho.