Eventually after a few minutes my cock slipped inside my mother in law’s arsehole and we both gasped, me at the pleasure of getting my large cock in...o something so snug, and I suspect Alison at the initial pain.“Fuck me. Fuck me hard” she pleaded and I obliged by thrusting hard and watching her broad back and shoulders wobble along with her arse. “Where do you want me to cum” I gasped hammering away at this woman I pretty much hated. “Up my arse! Deep up my arse”. Alison screamed and even more. ” “He’s a bright boy. And physically he’s quite skilled, quite graceful,” said Vic in her inimitable way, then she demonstrated her own physical skills by giving his middle finger a blow job. “Like Tuesday and Thursday? We’d meet twelve times, maybe a couple more if we want to meet on an occasional weekend,” said Joe. “It’ll cost…” “You know I’m good for it,” said Vic, staring into Dr. Anderson’s eyes. Wanted telepathy, but settled for using her eyes as a tunnel to the soul. “What’s this. This was how our mornings usually were and after that, we take a shower together and left for work.The evenings were much better. One evening, I came home before my wife Pooja as my working hours usually ended earlier than hers. After a tiring day, I slept in the bed without changing my clothes. Pooja wore all kinds of clothes to the hospital and that day she wore a saree with sleeveless blouse. She mostly wears sleeveless dresses because I liked her that way.That evening Pooja came an hour. Still, there is no answer and no sign that anybody is home. With a sigh, Vicky reaches into her purse and pulls out a set of keys. They are all her keys save one—the one Kat gave her to the apartment should she need it. She slides the key into the lock, takes a quick look around and then pushes the door open.“Kat?” she calls. “You home, girl?”She is met with only silence. There is no sign of her or the stray dog. Quietly she closes the door. If Kat is here and busy doing something naughty with.