Harsha was the son of my husband’s uncle and was in 12th at the time of our wedding.As the wedding dates and his exam coincided he couldn’t make i... to the wedding. After that, he got a seat in NIT and used to meet us like for 2 days in a year. He was busy with his own life. Once he graduated he started working in Hyderabad and used to travel to Bangalore frequently to meet his parents.He would occasionally come to our place as well. Ours was a joint family – my father in law, me, my husband,. Before Hilary could peer thru the smoke the harem girls grabbed her arms and her plunged face down onto the floor, a process helped by the Negro who kicked the back of her knee to make her fall. All three females were now prostrating themselves before their male masters. Hilary could feel the cold stone floor as she lay down, face to one side.There Hilary and the girls were made to wait until the meal had ended.She tried to raise but the girls held her down with a surprisingly strong grip.. In the field there is nothing but bright green grass and one large old tree standing in the middle we walk to it and I sit under the tree. You stand in front of me and do a strip tease playfully showing me your body, my cock gets hard and you tell me to stand you strip off my cloths and fall to your knees and take my hard cock deep into your hot mouth and suck hard, you suck so hard that I have to reach behind me and hold on to the tree. My cock slides out from between your lips and you gather. The pleasure tingled through me. I whimpered, my nipples throbbing against her fat nubs. This wicked thrill raced through me. The pleasure spilled out of my cunny and through my body.“Imagine how tight I’ll be then.”“Goddess,” she moaned, her hands grabbing my rump, squeezing and kneading me.“That’s right,” I moaned, rising up her cock as she gripped me. “I’ll be so tight. You’ll both be in me, fucking me.” Her fingers slipped into my butt-crack. “You’ll share me. Love me. Then you’ll both cum.