We were poor and I married my late father’s friend Ashok, a rich businessman who was old enough to be my father. I worked for him as his secretary a...d he seduced me to fuck him.He wanted to marry me. My brother objected to my marriage but I told him that I loved my little brother and that my marriage was a compromise only. In less than one year my husband died. In fact my oversexed pussy killed him. I would tire him sexually and still ask for more cock. He felt helpless. I would humiliate him,”. All we had to do was find plenty of grain and water for our horses and our transportation problems were non-existent.The Captain had an ink map that was probably traced from an original and I looked over his shoulder reading the supposed Rebel positions showing that we were almost completely surrounded on every side. If we had been able to stay with the river barges we could have bypassed the blocking force in front of us and been safely on our way to link up with our southern units sweeping up. Finally we both reached orgasm together and lied still for some time. He got up with fluids dripping from his cock. It was still semi limp and i took it in my mouth and cleaned it for him. I got up and went to the bathroom and cleaned myself of all the mess. Nandan followed me like a faithful dog. I was totally nude and he did not take his eyes off me. I asked him how was. He said it was very nice. I asked him whether he wanted more. Shyly he said yes. I asked to wait while i sat on the toilet. My uncle came out to the pool. I notice him look up and down my body and a smile form on his lips. He said I guess that you are ours for the summer. I felt uncomfortable standing in front of him. It was like he was undressing me with his eyes. He said it’s hot out you should take a dip in the pool. I thought to myself, he just wants to see me in my little bikini. My nipples were aching and I could feel the bl**d rushing to my pussy. I told him maybe later and went back to my room. Why was my.