“Married? Congratulations to both of you,” he said. “I wish you many, many happy years of life together.”He shook my hand, and gave Lisa a kis... on the cheek.“Is this an invitation to the party? You didn’t have to do that, but thank you. Popsy and I will be there; I am glad things are working out for you, Will.”“Thanks Ted, it goes without saying that I am really indebted to you for all your help and support over the years,” I said. “Fifa, can I leave the invites for George and Harry. Hmm…sloppy seconds, a sure sign of a true cuckold. However, I was not at all prepared for what would happen next. I figured Kiran would fuck her but he had another idea. Diving between her legs, he began lapping up my semen from her dripping cunt. When he had licked it all up, he tongued her clit. She was still turned on and had her final orgasm of the evening. He had set the camera up on a tripod so as not to miss his excursion into our lovemaking session. I got up and sat in the chair Kiran. Eager to meet the woman sitting next to me, I turned back around. What I didn’t know, due to the chaos, was that she had her arm stretched across me, shaking hands with Sam. My hand, outstretched in offer to shake hers, bumped into her chest when I faced forward. Her clothes didn’t exactly accentuate her shape and I had been too focused on her face to notice her size. She wasn’t overweight, far from it in fact, but her blouse effectively concealed what she had up top. In the millisecond that. ”“My name is Shrika. I take care of this place, but sometimes I welcome people who want to help. It’s a small house, yes, but I could use a break.”Shrika led her to an empty room.“Why don’t you start here.”“But this room is clean,” said Fatima.“Generally it is clean, but there is a lot of dust. You won’t be needing your sweeper. There is a duster in there. Should you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen. Don’t be afraid to walk into the rooms. They all need dusting.”The cleaning took two minutes..