I flushed the toilet, got dressed carefully and went back into the bedroom. Linda’s lifeless body was sprawled out on the bed as I had left her, a t...ail of lube and her own juices oozing out of her cunt and pooling on the sheet, her dark brown eyes still open and staring. Maybe I was being paranoid, but I checked her pulse one more time, on the neck, then the inside of the thigh. She was dead. I ran a gloved hand over one of her big tits and rolled a nipple between my fingers. I started to get. Mistress boli kutta bn ja aur meri table ke niche aaja mai table ke niche ghus gya muje darr bi lag rha tha ki kahi koi dekh na le. Mam ke sandel chatne shuru kre aur fir mam ne apne panty utar ke mere muhh me ghusa di jisme se mam ki pussy ki smell ari thi.Fir mam boli chal harami chuut chaat mai pura office ke time pe mam ki chuut chaat ta rha bahaut log mai ke office mei aaye pr mai mai ki table ke niche hi tha.Saturday night thi mam ne muje ghar bulaya aur boli ki party krke late ayngi muje. Now it’s been replaced with a much larger, sturdier model.We sleep separately now, even when she is at home. If she is at home I wake up before her each day and prepare breakfast, work at my chores till I prepare lunch, then work at my chores until I prepare dinner. Then we have a ritual humiliation session for me in the evening, this will normally involve any number of toys from the bag, essentially it is tease and denial for me using pain to prevent orgasm, I have to perform while my wife. We sat around the fire just drinking and talking. After a while, I started feeling bad for Rachel. Ben did not hold his alcohol well, and was making a fool of himself.He wasn’t mean or hurtful, but he teased Rachel a little about liking older guys. He said that she had previously admitted to him she had a crush on me. I could see Rachel was embarrassed about the whole thing, so I finally managed to get Ben to change the subject. The more pleasant conversation resumed. Rachel got me all caught.