When he came back with the tea he looked down at Susan, now eight months pregnant she looked even more beautiful to Morgan.“There you go Susan, I’... feeling a bit tired so I am going to take my tea to bed and read for a bit ok?” he said as he put her mug down on the small table.“Thanks, um before you go Morgan there’s something I need to tell you.” Susan looked nervous.Morgan sat heavily on the chair opposite her. He had been dreading this, the day when Susan would tell him she was moving. I was wearing a tight top and pajamas. However, the strap of my top was loose and my navel and a little of breasts were clearly visible. As I was in the bedroom I didn’t mind about it. I don’t know when I slept when I woke up, I found some sticky liquid on my boobs and my nipples were visible. Uncle was masturbating in my boobs. I woke up and begged uncle this is wrong i am your bahu you shouldn’t do this.Uncle: though you say this your nipples and pussy is saying something else bahuI was very. She shook her head to try to clear it. She had never slept with anyone without Glen's permission and the farmer was only the third in ten years of marriage. "No, I'm a married woman," she said softly. "What was that?" David asked. "No!" she said more forcibly. "Please just leave me alone." David reached out and grabbed her hand. "Hey baby, I'm not asking for a long term commitment here, just a little of your time. He suddenly stopped, continuing to hold onto her hand and so forcing her to stop. Angela's cries of pain soon changed into louder cries of pleasure as Janet enforced slap after slap against her bottom. Her sobbing and crying were now cries of pleasure, of delight.“My goodness, just as I expected, you're such a pain slut aren't you?”“Oh yesss...mistress...spank me, spank me, harder, harder”Janet didn't need to hold Angela down anymore as she heard the entreaties for even more pain. With her now free hand she started to massage her sopping wet pussy, her leather fingers.