As we made up the stairs to their house and Mr, A opened the door with the key, the wife, Mrs. M, stood back a little and I stepped down a step to all...w her space. She turned slightly to look back and then followed her husband through the door, a couple of steps behind them. They passed a sofa, in the lobby like room and turned past a bed. As Mrs. M. turned, I saw that her sari had dropped away and showed the size of her rather luscious breast from the side and being taller, I could see that. “Since you wish to fight me, we’ll continue this on the bed,” he told her as he pushed her face down on the bed.Silk tried to fight his again by rolling over on to her back and trying to scoot away. With her arms pinned behind her back it made it hard and Michael caught her easily. He grabbed her ankle and turned her back over. Silk continued to struggle until he had finally had enough.“Enough slave,” Michael, barked. He swatted her ass again with the bat, a little harder this time. “You earned. I could onlygrin, and wipe it off with her panties. She then pushed me back on the floor and pulled my pants and shirt off.She removed her skirt and the rest of her clothing. She had no body hairand despite not having large brests, she looked in credibly femine. Justwith a 5 inch cock. She crawled on top of me and rubbed her cock on mine,while kissing me and sucking on my nipples. My cock was about an inchlonger than hers and it too is skinny. Her cock was slick and the cum leftover like a. She would put her hand on him when she spoke to him (which was often), and every time he’d get a strike, she’d jump up from her chair, wait till he was back to the table, then jump up and down once or twice to make her glorious tits shake and her Farrah-style hair bounce and flutter also, then give Mike a big tight hug. Since I knew what to look for now, I could tell Mike had a massive boner whenever she let go of him. Knowing his cock was hard made my mouth water. Slutty smoking Vicky was.