‘Well, to be honest, it doesn’t seem fair to the women if you ask me.’ I replied with a concerned yet pondering look and for a moment, Urealla h...d the same look about her at that moment. ‘Where I come from the woman has her husband all to herself.’ ‘It doesn’t seem fair the way you do it, one woman to take care of all his needs? Clean the house, cook the meals, raise the children, and at the end of the day have enough energy left in case he wants to get frisky. Sounds like a lot to demand from. No one else was around or looking so I gave her a slight smile when she had turned back around to see what my reaction was. Later that evening, while she was putting some dishes in the sink, I saddled up next to her, making sure we were touching and asked her if she would like any help. She joked and said she didn't think I was any good in the kitchen and gave my ass a pat as she said it. I placed my hand on her ass, holding it there and gave it a long slow squeeze replying that I had my uses.. She was perhaps in pain by the way I had her pinned down and said rohan pls, aaaahh dard uuuff ho hatooo plllsss. I kept on pumping her and uttered derogative words saali rand, sabke saamne khol ke khadi ho jaati hai aur bolti hai dard hota hai, yeh le kutiya and again pumped her .She desperately tried to free her but I denied and strangely her juices were oozing out in gallons by now and I could hear her puffed moans ummm aaaaghh ieeee iiishh aaaahhh haaannn . I was now just few strokes away. He turned as he ordered so that she could see him in profile. His face had a slightly rugged look with a beard and mustache. Maybe there were other possibilities out there. He’s cute… and he looks familiar. As she scrutinized his face, he turned and looked directly at her. Their eyes met and she looked away.Oh my God. Could it be? Derek? She was not ready to face him. What if he had a wife? Kids! What if he really did have a wife and kids? Her heart seemed to lodge in her throat. What if he.