The next morning everything seemed like any other day, this time I had a leotard set out for me so I showered and put it on. At breakfast I found out ... was going with my foster mom to the gym. She said it was very important for a girl to keep her figure and her flexibility. We were going to a class called yoga which is stretching. After breakfast we headed out after giving foster dad kisses goodbye. It was fun in the gym all the ladies knew my foster mom and they were very nice to me and. Then Eliza stopped, pulled herself back, and nodded at me. I turned to meet Navya in the eye. She was breathing heavy. “This is dirty!” she told me, “But I was bored anyway.” And she bared a smile. The next moment I was on top of her. “Oh wait guys!” Navya spoke “How about you take it a bit slow?” “Already wet down there, eh babe?” cackled Eliza from behind. Navya was wearing a casual white shirt, to go with her now-out-in-the-open black panties. I opened the top two buttons of her shirt. May I fuck your wife you bastard, he asked. Sarada, Jayalaxmi were seeing me with laugh. (Banisanu mahaaraja, nenu ma aavida mukkuku, ma athagari mukku, pirralu, sallu, thodalaku banisanu) I am just slave maharaja, My mom in law is supreme for me. I obey her orders” I said politely. He laughed. My mom in law held my nose and slapped for 100 times and asking “go and get us hot drinks, Today we will fuck till evening. Before that, I want to sit on your back and ride for 10 minutes. Tell me, when. Husband would be forced to go out and buy some things that had been made at least since Reagan was president! The closet took longer than I thought it would but resulted in a big pile of old clothes. Then I moved over to Phil's chest of drawers. The top drawer yielded more than a few pairs of old socks that I knew didn't reach Phil's ankles. The next drawer turned up underwear that Phil had owned when we got married -- onto the pile they went! The third drawer was a mishmash of sweaters,.