“Anything?” Arjun grinned while pushing his cock slowly back into Nisha’s yearning pussy. “In that case how about this. The time is almost twe...ve thirty; you do whatever I want until seven in the morning, that’s a little over six hours. Still not enough in my view, but I don’t think you could stand any longer. So Nisha, what do you say, will you be my slut until seven?”I held my breath as I waited for my wife to answer, though deep down I already knew what she would say.“Yes!” she wailed and I. I was oozing clear fluid from the tip, and she had just run her tongue through it before her statement. Before I could say anything, she moved her head forward, lips pursed and wrapped them around the bulbous head. She held me there, and I could feel her tongue lick around the sensitive crown. My knees were weak. The feeling was intense. She looked up at me from her knees. Her eyes reflected pure lust. Her hand tightened on the root and kept me immobilized as she took me, inch by slow inch. Placing my hands on the counter I stared long and hard at myself. I still couldn't figure out where the good girl version of me had run off too. She had apparently gone MIA for tonight and I was personally very okay with that. A shiver ran down my spine as I took in the hungry eyes staring back at me. My heart jumped into my throat...my husband was going to love this. I flicked off the light and gingerly opened the door, stepping into the bedroom where my husband was sitting on the bed, his. I really did not understand what he was talking about, until he told that he was a sex addicted. It was kind of sweet that daddy did not have any trouble telling me that pussy was his drug of chose. As I laid there while my dad pushed my skirt up over my hips, I could tell that the sight of my hairless pussy nearly drove him insane.I could tell by look in his eyes that he hadn’t had any in quite awhile. Looking back I always thought that it was kind of odd that I wasn’t scared, as I laid on the.