She wished that someone had been there to take a picture of her face when she found out what the work was. Her chin must have been on the desk, and he... face as red as a stop sign. On the verge of closing the browser in embarrassment, she noticed the pay scale. $1.25 per minute caught her attention. It took a couple of days for fear of losing her house to bring her back to the website, and even then she’d hesitated. She’d clicked the contact link for more information, and a quick, personal reply. “Of course, I will be there,” Reddy said, kissing my wife. Then Reddy pushed Kavita’s head down, looking at me. My wife understood the signal and started sucking his cock.They both acted like I wasn’t even in the room. I was right there staring at my wife’s ass as she had bent to suck him off. Reddy held my wife’s hair and came in her mouth. My lovely wife sucked every drop of his cum.Now finally, Kavita looked at me and rolled her tongue on her chin, licking the last drop of Reddy’s cum. I. He told her to turn so he could see her, and she obeyed reluctantly, letting him gaze upon her nearly-naked body, feeling his eyes upon her smooth, shaved legs, her strong, beautiful back, and most of all her ass, which she felt was too big but nevertheless when he saw it his eyes grew wide and he smiled. "Take off your clothes," he commanded her. Obediently she reached back and unclasped her top and let it fall as she tried to cover herself with one arm. Then she untied her belt and let it,. "Not too fast, not too slow!" she murmured, her nipples like rocks,her face near his genitals as he stiffened with shock at the razorsharp steel on his most vulnerable part of his body. Then he screamed, andshe continued cutting. The first bright spray of hot blood made her groan, and the feelingof those bright red drops on her breasts and nipples made her sigh,but she concentrated on her work, trying not to cum too soon as shesqueezed her butt around the cock she had once cut off. Gasping.