..''we smoke on his balconyi was feeling good, his weed was nice and relaxing''i like it here, montreal is nice, away from my stupid family''i learn h...w he ran from them without letting anyone know where he wasi tried to ask him why but it seem hard for him to talk about itwe got inside and i look at him say its better I show than talk about it''i may be very wrong about you, but i cant hold it anymore''the tv light upand i saw him on screen i didnt understand because the video seemed to be. Day by day his suspicion . And he even started to beat me. My life started to became dark after one year. I told that to my father, he asked me to get divorced. I dont like that and directly spoke with my husband,he said ” I found your bad side, so u asked for divorce and your father helps you”. I cant tolerate it and divorced.My dad wants me to get married again, but I started to hate men and want to convert my energy into business and wanted to grow. My dad gave his one company. I am now. We had a maid Sheela. She was as old as Neha. Not as sexy as her though. But a decent 32-30-34 figure.She used to wear very tight Salwar kameez. Her boobs and curves are very clearly defined by her clothing. Her ass had always made me horny and I had imagined her several times while masturbating.Once while having dinner, Neha was rubbing my cock under the table. Sheela came to serve food. We did not notice it as I was busy controlling my excitement and Neha busy rubbing my cock and eating food.. With a couple of inches in my mouth, I was to the limit as to how much I was going to get in my mouth. Uncle John stepped back and his cock popped out of my mouth and he said “Lay on your back on the bed with your head over the edge and tilt your down toward the floor. I did what uncle John asked and he got down on his knees and brought the tip of his penis to my open mouth and began to push into my mouth. It slid in over my tongue and when the tip got to my throat, I began to gag. “Relax.