It was exactly what I demanded he do, and it drive me wild with lust to see him completely exposed and at my mercy.“Please put your big cock in my a...s, I fucking need it” were his first words. Dropping to my knees, I knelt over his ass, and ran my tongue from his dangling balls all the way up his ass crack and asshole. Licking his asshole he started to moan softly, as with my hands I alternated between squeezing his ass cheeeks and squeezing his balls which had their public hair trimmed. She never lasted long with any of them. Now she was drunk, and I was driving her home and she was … honest. Brutally honest. She had no family anyplace near, was moderately successful at work and had looks that would stop a bus load of priests on a dime. I mean, average height, light brown hair, blue eyes, thin face, strong chin, beautiful smile, long neck…. Her tits were set low and while not quite D cup in size, they looked even larger because, as she once confessed to me, she only had a. And I was sweating. As my sasur was my real husband I do not feel to change my dress in their front.But my saree slipped from my body and I became naked . That man saw my pulpy boobs and rosy pussy. Suddenly he told my sasur ” Ashanta, your daughter in law is very beautiful and fit to be fucked .”.My sasur tried to stop him but he further asked ” why you are avoiding.Beautiful is beautiful.Please tell me if you have ridden on her or not “.My sasur further avoided but that man further told ” if. It can get hot there.”“Where?”“Kobekistan, where she comes from.”Gwenllian sighed resignedly, “And how do we get there? Flying costs money and we could hardly walk there, now could we?”Nicola decided that part of the truth would be better than all of it.“Mam, I told you. Her da is rich, and he calls her Princess. If she wants her friends there he’ll pay for the air tickets. Anyway I said yes, and we have to be at Cardiff Airport by half past ten tomorrow morning. We’ll be gone for a few.