" What?" Yeah, you heard me... get your clothes off... it is quite fair that as you have peeped on me now it's my turn to watch you." No Madam," he lo...ked nervous. "What no? Now get up and close that door," she pointed towards the kitchen door.He looked unbelievably towards her but found she was serious. After Malti shouted at him he quickly closed the door. She made him follow her to the guest bedroom. "Now off with your clothes," she spoke and sat on a recliner. Langa stood there looking at. We spoke several times over a few weeks-- she lived in a city a few hours from mine-- and, eventually, decided to meet for coffee (I would be passing through her town). Both of us-- we’re in our 40s-- had aged well and were still in good shape. It was fun to see her, very relaxed and enjoyable. Then, on my way home, the phone rang. It was Marie. She told me there was something she wanted to say that she hadn't said during our coffee. She told me about her husband, and that he'd always. The site was on the opposite side of the ranch so we had plenty of privacy. We also had constructed a horizon infinity pool as well as another barn the ranch solely needed with stalls and a corral so I could bring some of my larger "patients" home if I had to if the pens at the vet clinic were full.Going into two years of marriage, our sex life was just as robust, wild and inventive. We both love to surprise each other and "spice" things up. About a month into our marriage, I was on her. At Robin’s direction, I unbutton John and engulf his cock. Tingles run over my flesh. It is humiliating. That plus the smell of the men’s excitement turns me on. I smell my growing lust over the ever-present scent of my moon blood.“Will, go over and see how she’s doing. You can decide what her performance is worth.”“Sure boss. Can I play with her?”“So long as Big John doesn’t mind.”Will watches as I continue to suck John. His hand reaches for my breast. I moan around the cock in my mouth. His.