Instead I told her sometime today I was gonna force myself down her throat and her eyes lit up with excitement. She completely understands when I say ...orce my way down her throat that it may get messy and heated. She's a true trooper and most definitely a confirmed house slut. Such a house slut that she owns cum slut panties. A few hours came and passed and I could tell she was getting restless and irritated. She probably was thinking I had forgotten my statement from earlier. I came in from. I have needs. A drink or two just might help me along toward that goal. I had taken my phone out and was recording the whole conversation. I heard them kissing. I stepped to the doorway. They were lip locked with tongue ... nice. I snapped a picture. I said, don’t let me interrupt, I just stopped by to say hi. Looks like I was just in time for the party. Debbie screamed, Jaaaakkkeee! Please it’s not what it looks like. I said, sorry, Debbie it’s exactly what it looks like. BTW, Nice sheer. It had sprung proudly into view as the sari had been released and now hung heavily between her mother-in-law’s legs. Divya had never seen such an object before and to encounter such now, in these circumstances, and being worn by her husband’s mother was bizarre in the extreme. Her mother-in-law reached her hand down to the black cock and held it in her hand. She began to stroke it slowly. ‘do you like my cock divya dear? My eight inches of hard black cock. All women want black clock. I’m sure. ”I took a breath, “you have to choose whether you want them.”She looked into my eyes. “Choose whether I want them?”I sighed and looked down, “Elizabeth I told you ... I promised you, you did not have to have my children.”She continued to look at me and then reached out to lift my face to meet her eyes, “You could get rid of them? What do you want?”I bent further and kissed her lightly, “I will be honest. Thinking of all three of you pregnant, makes me happy but you have been through so much.