You’re humiliatingme you fucking cunt. I hate you!’ and….. ‘He made me wear a bra like yours and I realize you’re the one he’s loving, he ...as a wireless mouse changing from videos to your photos then back to videos telling me to fill out your bra with rolled up pairs of socks, laughing at how my boobs alone don’t touch any part of the cups. I know he cums, not with me though, knowing you are cumming because of this sucks, I’ll never cum with you. At least when I was sucking him off to you I was. Maybe we'd better call it brunch. You can wear the apron. Period. I'll come watch."We called it lunch.The ultimate in obscenity is cooking lunch in nothing but an apron while your husband ogles you lewdly. He was wearing his glasses and a robe which had a tent in front most of the time. Ten more minutes could have taken care of that.We ate and made the necessary pit stops. Sex slaves get assigned the wife's cooking, but not the husband's dishwashing. On the other hand, Bob just soaked them.Back. How her father-in-law came to fuck her mother-in-law.Then after fucking her, how he came to check Avantika, and he accidentally brushed his hand against her boobs. And then he went down to sleep on her bed. She looked at her phone, and it was 10:00 already.She wanted to call Suresh, but there wasn’t any network on the phone. Suresh had warned her earlier about the network problems in the village. She lazily strolled out and went downstairs. She went to the kitchen, but she couldn’t find her. As he dry hump my ass, and he spread my ass cheeks, I wanted him in me. Pushing back trying to show him I was ready, John leaned forward and as I watched him grab some lube off the nightstand, I wanted to feel his cock going in me. John put some KY on my hole, and as I pushed back, he spread my ass a little and pushed his finger in me. It felt good, but then he started to rub the head of his cock against my hole, and told me to relax. I eagerly pushed back, wanting him to put it in me, wanting.