As well as the humiliating position of having her bottom positioned to be spanked again, there was also the humiliation of having her legs parted and ...o those teenagers behind her had a view of her pussy hair mass and possibly her stretched pussy lips, which was yet another humiliation. As Stephanie got into the mind-set of a receiving a further spanking, she suddenly felt something that wasn’t a hand or a leather belt being rubbed from side to side across her bottom. She managed to look behind. She was looking at me, her husband, chained to a rail milking the cum from another husband, while her married vagina was being violated...and she was smiling. She turned and motioned to the older husband, Steve. I just stared as he moved up behind her and began fucking her with his 50-year old cock. She said something to him and they both looked over at me and smiled and waved. She raised herself until her ample breasts were swinging free of the bench, bouncing with each thrust. "God, YESSSS, I. . Fir jab sahan nahi hua to dheere se kaha – “Aise nahi, dard hota ha” … Mene bhi nipple pe ek bada bite liya aur fir apne hothon se he sab chata… Sach kahoon … Mere paas time hota to bhabhi ko kai din tak bas chatna chahta tha… Par afsos… Ye ho na saka.. Time kam tha.. Aur bhabhi bhut hot…Aur mere hath abhi bhi apne kam me lage the…. Unki sari utarne mein… Aur kuch hi minutes me wo mere samne car ki seat par nude ho kar mera intezaar kar rhi thi !!! Mene bhi der ni ki… Chumna-chatna hota. She should have been married, Christopher would often cluck to himself, yet secretly allowing, ‘Well done, well done.’ He liked bold women, and he liked Melissa. He wanted Melissa at any price. But the opportunity never came. There were flirtations and exchanges, marriages and mistresses, fleeting touches. Nothing more. It was fairly maddening. Now the time had come when Christopher Richman had had enough and was ready to pluck his prize from the footlights. There is much to be said of history.