By now Rathin had become highly excited or sexually aroused, and he lost all his continence. He moved to her side and stood her up from her chair. Mou...iya was smiling, that she knew what was now on his mind. Now Rathin peeled the unbuttoned shirt off her, and next second Moupiya turned completely topless.Then, before he could do what he wanted to, Moupiya brought his head to her bare lactating breasts and shoved a wet breast-peak into his athirst mouth, and next moment a series of tingles. “She’s your wife, sir, I am just the cuckold.”“Exactly!” Martin shouted, “And don’t you ever forget that.”*The next two nights went much the same with me licking her clean after he had fucked her and of course, I cleaned him as well.The following night, I was again summoned to their room to perform my nightly duties but when Martin guided my face to her cum soaked pussy, instead of me feeling her pubic hair on my tongue, I didn’t feel any. She had shaved her pussy for him and although I was. "Was I a bad girl again, Mr. Dixon?" Candy asked, speaking in a younger girl's voice."You're always a bad girl, Candy." So does that mean you're going to have to spank me again?"I almost immediately said "Yes", but I caught myself. She wanted to be spanked and fucked. She had no incentive to be quiet. I certainly had made things worse. She had even less reason to be silent in my class. She wanted to be spanked as much as I wanted to spank her."Take off all your clothes," I said."Yes, Mr.. Her calf muscles were rigid and taught, her thighs were firm and her arse swayed sexily as she walked upstairs. Almost out of view - she stopped. Did she know I was peeking at her legs? Was she schmoozing deliberately?I undressed, went to the 5 Star toilet and fell off into a boozed up sleepAt around 5 however I was awoken by the chink of light break through the bedroom door. I kept my eyes partially closed, enough to peek what was happening, but not enough to be seen. What I saw made me.