“Now while you get rid of your blouse, put your pretty feet on this and play with it. ” Bhasu said. “Why, oh why? My husband will be coming. Com... some other time if you must. ” Anita was in tears. “Some other time also I will come, darling. Don’t worry. And I know very well who comes when. Will you do it or do I have to tear it off your body?” Bhasu threatened. As Anita unhooked the blouse, he stared at her breasts clad in the transparent bra. Hesitatingly, she unhooked the bra also and kept it. This could prove interesting, I thought and stopped Jason from stepping around me to leave the bathhouse. I put my finger to my lips, indicating I wanted him to be quiet, and then whispered, "Nora and Marsha... on the patio. Let's wait and see what happens."Jason's boyish grin let me know he was game for a little intrigue. We'd both returned to the safe house, me with Ed and Jason with Susan, and Ed and Susan had shuffled off to their rooms for some private time, and not with each other. Jerome. My pussy lips were now right up against your pubic bone. I pushed myself up again, then lowered down. Up, down. Up, down. You was now clenching the sheets, closing your eyes, and tilting your head back. It felt amazing. There was nothing in the world like it. my tight pussy, clasping down as it massaged your shaft and tickled your head. Up, down. Up down. I did this slowly about ten times, before starting to pick up speed. I went faster and faster, soon making a clapping sound as I went down. . Why should I give a shit what you want? You want your fucking clothes, then come and get them or wait till tomorrow when I go to work and get whatever the fuck you want. I'm not your fucking slave. Besides, I might fight this division of assets. You should have to pay me something." Are you fucking crazy? According to the law, I just have to give you a thirty-day notice before evicting you. You received your fucking notice tonight. If you fight it, I'll have your ass thrown out immediately..