And I still want to right now." Violet didn't know what to say. Her surprised face told me she was shocked to hear what I had to say and that she jus... didn't know how to reply to me. "Umm...well uh..." She stuttered for a little bit. "Luke, I really appreciate what you did for me. I was desperate and sickly. What we did was for one reason and only one reason alone. To relieve me from my pains and help me go to the bathroom again. You did that. I almost regret having to use that solution. Ankita (staring): Acha, doodh to lana padega.We sat on the table and Ankita sat beside me. I slid my hand in her nighty and played with her pussy while she took my cock out of my pants and stroked.Her son finished his breakfast and went for school. I was afraid if he would notice, but he didn’t. Then we again had a quick fuck on the table and went for bath. While we were bathing, I played with her asshole cleaning it deep with my fingers, while she played with my cock washing it with soap.Then. I quickly learned that beer saturated doe is not tasty. The goop simply slid down my throat.“While Harriet cleans up our mess, would anyone care for another fuck?” My wife asked as they all got up from the table.Following instructions, after we had eaten, we were silently standing behind our respective spouses.“Not me, I'm about spent,” Dan remarked.“I gotta save some for the hoe,” Greg joked with a nod toward his wife.“Sorry Sis, I guess you're stuck with your bitch,” Joan laughed.“She can be. Her bikini bottom had rolled down justenough as to reveal far more than normal, but notenough to of what everyone wanted to see. Soon oil wasflowing on Annette once more. This time its target wasbetween her breasts, where a small pool formed beforeflowing towards the bottom of her right breast. Itsflow was quickly stopped by Paul’s hand dipping intothe oil and spreading it over her body. Her neck, herstomach and especially her breasts received lovingattention as no spot was left.