So, we were there on the south coast of France. The weather was perfect and I was outside laying in the sun on a lounge chair as my sister-in-law came...out to join me. Now, Jean is an attractive woman. She's thirty-seven, so, by my standards anyway, just at the peak of a woman's beauty and the bikini she was wearing was exposing much more to my gaze than I'd ever been privileged to see before. She was stunning. As I said, I'd never seen so much of her skin and was amazed at her body. The top of. Am I at fault? Did I, in some way, wish for it? I am ashamed and confused.”She looked me at me straight with her dark eyes. “You have only known the wetness when you were filled with desire, so you think they are the same. But the wetness is not desire. The wetness is your pussy protecting itself from harm. You did not wish for it. You are not at fault. It is the wisdom of the spirit that dwells within.”“But when you cut his throat, I came! The spirit was released. This… this cannot be right. I. After going into Jasleen’s room, Sandesh pulled out his cock from Jasleen’s mouth and turned her upward. Then he smashed her against the mattress.Jasleen gasped, “Ahh!”Then she laid there lifeless as Sandesh slowly laid on top of her. While doing so, he pinned her both wrists over her head using his left hand. Then he grabbed her throat using his right hand, entering her pussy at the same time.Sandesh then put his weight mostly on Jasleen’s wrists and somewhat also on her throat and started. I reached into my purseand brought out a lubricated rubber and opened it. He looked perplexed asI went down and gave his dick a few licks with my tongue. I then put therubber on his cock and went back to kissing him. He was in a very arousedstate when I said softly in his ear, "I need you to fuck me babe."Before he could answer, I said, "I saw how you looked at the pictures; youwant to be just like that black man and fuck me don't you? It's ok baby, Iwant you to fuck me." After about a twenty.