Sally really fancied someone who was black and with a good size cock. We both agreed on someone who was mature with a bit of meat on them.In the end ...e decided on a really nice Asian guy who seemed to fit the bill perfectly. He was married, 56 years old, stocky build, dom with a nice 8 inch cock. We decided to take a chance and just meet up straight away at our motel. He was everything we both wanted from the meeting. He took charge from the outset, was comfortable putting me down and. It was normal for me to have tears four to five times during the day when I was home. It was either at the time of attending Jenny, or sitting with MIL. She was also having the same state of mind.With the mutual support of each other we were upbringing Jenny. We started devoting most of our time in attending Jenny. The baby became focus of our life. MIL slowly forgot that she had a house. She never uttered a word about her house at Vadodara. She became part and partial of baby and my life.At. Had to stop there cause wife would be home soon...MIL stayed in her robe naked underneath and teased me all eve long when wife could not see.next day when wife left for work we stayed ib bed almost the whole day and i talked her into letting me fuck her in the ass.she had never done that and loved it.she turned out to be a real freak around me.when i took her shopping she would make me takes her in the unisex bathrooms and fuck her.had some great times .then she told me one day that her best. “I like her, Mistress.”“You like any woman,” Angela sighed. She closed her eyes. “And, I assume you and Faoril can’t wear the dresses because of your occupations.”“Yes,” Faoril nodded.“Uh-huh.” Sophia slid her chair closer to Angela’s. “But don’t worry, you’ll look gorgeous in it.”I shifted in my chair. I had no place in the plan. I stood out too much. I would have to lounge in the inn, finding ways to amuse myself as my companions took the risk of breaking into the Vault. My hand clenched.I.