“Come on,” Becca said. “Let's go home. Your birthday surprise isn't over yet, but we're going to have to go back to your bedroom first.” Wit... those final words, Becca led me out of the women's locker room. I smiled as I began to anticipate what would happen next. Thirty minutes passed before Becca removed the panties from my eyes and allowed me to see again. We were back in my bedroom, and I was laying on my bed. I was still nude, and my cock was still hard. “Did anyone...” “Don't worry,. Mukesh came to our home. We have already finished our dinner. Mukesh told mom to be ready to go to bed and ordered her to prepare a glass of hot milk for him. Maa told baba to sleep on sofa for this night. I can see baba can not even see at her eyes not even in my eyes. He sat on sofa and maa go to the kitchen to prepare milk. Mukesh then ordered her to keep the door open that both of her son and her husband can see the legal rape of their mother and wife respectively. Maa then has nothing to. And then, over time, I let myself go and became a lot less attractive to her. I had no one to blame but myself. Only a near-fatal accident had altered the situation.Now, despite the pressure on Diane, something seemed to have changed her in the past year. The children were still there and just as demanding of her time. The new career she had chosen was just beginning to pay off and took a lot of her energies as well. Add to it the fact that I wasn't there to assist in any way. She had to do it. “Jessica insisted.”“Your wife, whom you took to a party, while wearing that amazing tux, sent you to my bed? I almost don’t believe it!”“Yes, she did. Because it was Friday.”“But all we did was cuddle and sleep in each other’s arms.”“You snuggled close and fell back asleep,” I chuckled. “And that’s fine.”“You could have woken me up!” she protested.“Samantha, I love making love to you, but that’s not the only reason I spend the night with you. I love you. Do you think I have sex with my wives.