’ Seema was chanting my husband’s name. My husband!! I started feeling very jealous. Especially, seeing Ishan serving her like a slave. Here, Shya... started to jerk against my ass. ‘What are you doing?’ I asked Shyam without shifting my focus from Ishan. Shyam spoke into my ears. ‘Your ass is so tight, baby.. feel like pumping you. But don’t worry, I won’t enter your ass. I will just rub myself. Is that ok?’I was relieved. I know it is not easy to enter the rear side. It will hurt me like crazy. OMG, you are beautiful. I thought of your intoxicating eyes. You were staring at me, teasing me with that playful smile. I freaking love your smile. Did I say you are beautiful? lol I was on my way to a meeting so I tried to stop but I couldn't help myself. I thought of the curve of your neck and how it gradually slopes down to your beautiful shoulders. I imagined you tilting your head back and rubbing your hand down the side of your neck. Your beautiful hair was shining in the sun. OMG, I. He felt… smug. The grin that split his chiseled features as I looked up at his face was heart-stoppingly wicked. The bastard had baited me into pulling energy from him. He wanted me to feed, alright. My hormones did a happy little jig as the words “he wanted me” flitted through my mind. My hormones were idiots.He carried me up the stairs and into a repurposed storage room. The dimly lit area still hosted shelves filled with filing boxes, but a twin-sized bed and small nightstand had been wedged. ." She grunted and groaned as she body clenched as he continued spanking her with his cock just within her tight pussy. He smiled as she pleaded with him to stop."I will stop eventually but first you are going to be my slave until I break you." he said as he landed one more hard spank to her crimson red ass. "Your pussy is soooo warm and wet and inviting. Its a shame you can't taste it. Or maybe you can."He pulled out of her pussy, his cock dripping wet with her juices. He walked around to her.