When I returned to the bed my wife wasn't in it. I pulled on my boxers and went to look for her. She wasn't in the kitchen or spare bathroom. As I wal...ed pasted the guest bedroom I very carefuly tried turning the knob. It was licked again. I put my ear to the door and tried to listen. I couldn't hear a thing. I got dressed and started the coffee pot and begain frying some bacon. I had bacon , eggs, and biscuits all ready and set on the table. I sat down and started to eat alone. I was almost. .. We are offering a very good severance package,..." Your firing me?" Diane didn't want to hear any more she stood up and rushed from the room. Her dress left hanging on the seat. Diane stormed off distraught looking for Gretchen a shoulder to cry on. Forgetting that her only clothes were a bespoke bondage bra, suspender belt and stockings with high heels for a submissive. "GRETCHEN ! Where are you?" Gretchen was standing in her quickly thinking what to do. She grabbed the harness with the big. )She was biting her nails.Then I said: Ow Monica, you naughty girl. Come here. What is the problem?She came near the bed and said: Sir, whenever I see you, my panties get wet. I don’t know why.Then she took a pause and looked at my erected dick and said –Monica: Can I sit on your face with these panties to suck your big dick, sir?I got excited and said: Yes sure, anything for my dear student.And then I pulled her on the bed. The sexy Haryanvi girl sat on my face and took my cock in hand. She. Maybe he felt the way my hips were moving suggestively on his chest."I'm about to fuck you," I said. Hissing, I imagine, because I was aching with desire. My pussy grinding, already, against the fabric of his t-shirt. I knew he could feel how wet I was. How hot I was."You..." I hissed. "You have this big, thick cock sticking up from your face. I am going to sit on you. Sit on your face, do you understand? I am going to fuck you. I am going to cum on your face. You will feel it. You will feel.