Aaesha: Aah Raj, what is that? (husky tone)Raj: This is the actual cooking with passion baby, you like it?Aaesha: Yes, baby, please fuck me, enough te...sing.She took her hand below her body and started to caress my balls and made me go crazyRaj: Aah, baby stop playing with my balls like that. I don’t want to cum yet.Aaesha: Then fuck me, baby, fuck my brains out.I started to fuck her slowly with a single thrust each time, taking out my dick slowly and ram it at full speed. She was unable to. And I’m not a fucking whore and if you call me one again, I’ll kick your skinny cop ass. Do you fucking hear me, Hawk? Do you fucking hear me?’ With my face an inch from hers, I laughed mirthlessly with an intense pressure building inside me. I knew I was making a mistake, but at that moment, I didn’t care, and couldn’t have stopped myself if I had. ‘Oh, I hear you. What makes you think it has to be about you? Does everything have to be about you? Can’t I have my own pain? Does the world have. Soon a naked Samrat was sitting in front of devi with a cleaned wolf skin covering her boobs and another around her waist and wearing the king’s necklace and ring. She seemed to glow since all the dirt was washed away.Samrat pulled her to him and gave her a passionate kiss while his hands explored her boobs. Devi started rubbing his cock. She had more passion than any of his last wives. When Samrat paused for air she knelt and started sucking his cock. She knew what she was doing. She wrapped. Shampoo, bath soap, her favored face cream, and perhaps a dozen other items for me to pick up at the store.I can't really say why I did it, it was just a visceral response, but I picked my list up from beneath hers, and in the process, her list fell, face down and slid under the kitchen table.I looked at it, but I didn't pick it up. I just left it there on the floor. For the first time that I could remember in our married life, Martha made a request of me, and I simply, intentionally ignored.