He had wealth and close friends. But as his wife’s mental health failed, as the recent miscarriage sat like a welt upon his brain, he found a substi...ute within the alcohol. In all his drinking he tried to enjoy life, and liquor made him enjoy it more. A typical evening would run like this: He would call his wife from the office at five in the evening. He would say he was stuck in a meeting. He would give his love to his wife, and once he determined all was well, he would hop in a taxi and head. She did not seem to be assertive enough for her role as owner and operator of a temp agency, but, then, I can't really criticize her given my own crises of confidence. I suspected that, like myself, the only prize she could win in confidence and assertiveness would be the scrap medal.Mind you, Mel's personality made her easy to get along with and I enjoyed the times we spent together working, to the point that she got more hours out of me than I logged. Working closely with her didn't feel like. .On that day my cousine sister arrived with her husband for a dinner. Infact my brotherinlaw, Sanju is a handsome person with sexy looks. We oftenly very close and gone several times to bf parlors. While seeing bfs heused to put his hand onmy thighs and rub even touched my hard dick on pant, similarly i too found his dick with more thick than me, we used to talk about sex oftenly….onthat day i found his concern inmy wife, i wanted to know whether my wife is also intrested in him or not, so i. Please may I have another?" "I can't hear you." Freya snapped as she brought the whip down again onto her sisters skin. "T-Two. Can I have another?" Mariya spoke a little louder as the whip came down. The tingling of her ass was making her pussy wetter and she continued to count the strikes until the number ten. "Thank you, Freya." "What was that?" Freya asked as she brought the tiny whip down, closer to her sisters pussy. "What did you call me?" -Mistress. Thank you mistress." Mariya corrected.