Ye abse teri hui.Shruti:- (jor jor se deep throat blowjob dete hue) ahhhhhhh hmmmmmAb me jhar ne wala tha aur mere loda ab ek charamsima pe tha…Me:-...Shruti im cumming…. me aa raha hu…..Shruti:- apne muh me lode ko leke jor jor se hilane lagi aur ankho se ishara kiya k andar hi jhar jauaahahhh shruti,… i love u… ahhhhhhhhaur me jhar gaya.. itna jyada cum mera kabhi nai nikla tha jitna aj shruti ne nikalwaya tha… aahhhh kya ehsaas tha vo… maza aa gaya tha….mera sara maal uske muh me tha….Me:-. I kiss her back and told her she's beautiful. The girls leave, the chit-chat resumes, and my wife lets me know that she's going potty as she does the 'potty dance' jokingly. That leaves the new liberal-smelly girl as the sole envoy of their group. She didn't say much, but you can tell she had fun - or she was plotting.She found the time to go into the house for what I presumed was more wine as there was barely a gulp left in her glass. I continued my fire duties and probably did a few fire. I will obey him for my husband's sake, go where he takes me, and submit to his orders, because that's what my husband wants. My husband has always enjoyed degrading me, and I'm pleased to obey Sir Charles. I know that Lord Cal speaks to him regularly about me. I'm not allowed to speak to my husband, but I know that I'm pleasing him this way. As humiliating as it is to be a slave to a negro." Doesn't your husband want you to consent to the sale?" i asked.She sighed, "I believe he does. But. Now it was my turn, I hadn’t heard the names but saw a woman and a man smiling at me. Oh god, this is it then, time to get my story.Mary and Jeff introduced themselves - god this was cringe-making. At least they were quite attractive and not that old - late twenties I'd say and probably had quite professional jobs, not that I'm a snob or anything but at least we could probably hold a conversation.Mary was tall and slim but had huge breasts, I thought they must have received a bit of surgical.