Although, when I thought about it (as I did), seeing Carol side-on would've been even better (from a purely voyeuristic perspective, i.e., it would've...been even better).When we were settled, Cindy asked, "Did you play a game of something today? Very well, from what I heard." Yes, soccer. My first game since my cast came off. It was good to get back on the field. I'd missed it." You looked fresh when you ran past me and I'd heard that you weren't tired after your run, but you really weren't. Maine didi ko poochha” Didi kaya dard ho raha hai? Agar essa hai to hum suhagraat kal mana lenge, main intzar kar loon ga meri rani,” Sapna hans kar boli,” mere bhaiya, mere suhag, meri khushi to mere swami ki khushi mein hai, bhaiya please essi baaten mat karo, mujhe apni ghulam bana ke maje looto mere swami, mujhe dard pahunchao, mujhe maro, meri choot, gaand aur sare jism par chapat lagayo to bhi mujhe khushi mile gi mere bhai, main sampuran roop mein teri hoon, mere malik”Sapna ke shabdon. I knew I would be exposed to someone, likely to either lick their pussy or suck their cock, depending on their gender. What surprised me is she cuffed my hands together and then blindfolded me. She led me out to our living room, forced me to my knees in the middle of the room. I could hear a number of people talking and laughing.The room quieted as I was brought out and my wife chuckled and began to speak. “Alright my little slut. You will be our entertainment this evening. There are well over. Without a word I went and got the kitchen stove working, having learned a lot about laying fires. Then I went in the living room and sat down wearily on the couch. Rebecca promptly sat down next to me and cuddled close."You understand Brother David, I won't deal with the excuse 'I'm too tired' once more?" she told me gently, but firmly."I am tired," I admitted. "But I saved up a little energy."She reached around my waist and hugged me tightly. "Thank you, Brother!" Thank me later," I told.