I showed her my house and she started working.. Her saree was transparent.. She did not wear a bra and her breasts were seen my dick was you know. Hig...ly excited… it was erected as I saw her.. She put the k** on the floor and went to work.. My dirty mind was thinking of some ideas.. Then I started playing with the k**.. And while I was playing.. The k** started crying.. Then I took the k** to her and said the k** is hungry I guess.. Then she took the k** and started feeding her in front of the. An arm pushed the door open and a gruff voice said “come on in.” By the time I stepped inside he was standing in front of an old sofa. He was not an attractive man, far from it. He looked about 55, with short grey hair and glasses. His face looked like a mole. He was wide and had a gut, and was wearing an old striped bathrobe. Without saying a word he opened the robe and sat on the sofa, motioning toward his cock.He was ugly, but his cock was nicely shaped with a fat round head. I nervously. The girls had him all to themselves for a change, although Michael and I did find plenty of time for ourselves. He was a wonderful, loving father and husband.Why on earth had Helene been unfaithful? Michael was an ideal husband and father.I pushed thoughts of those terrible times away. Michael was now so happy. Those were truly terrible times when he was in shock, hurting and betrayed by the only woman he had ever loved.I forced myself to think of the aftermath instead - the wonderful five. “More” she mouthed. I pushed harder until I was about to cum, I paused.“No, no, push,” she demanded. I pushed for all I was worth as I came to a second time. I don’t think a drop got in her mouth as it went straight down her throat. She sucked on my dick for all I was worth. It hurt so damn bad I thought she was going to eat and swallow the fucking thing.Soft, I was finally able to get it away from her. She laid back down on the towel and fingered herself to a half dozen more climaxes in front.