I was continuing watching TV, at around 10:30 AM, I heard a knock on the door. I could not hear the knock in cracker’s noise. The knock became heavy...and its at that time I opened the door. To my surprise it was Sreemathi on the door. She had brought diwali sweets for us. She was wearing a red and green traditional low hip half saree with sleevless blouse. She had her hair free, I could smell her perfume in the wind.I was astonished to see her. And, my dick started trembling slowly. She smiled. Her brown colored nipples were pointing at me. Her nipples looked like chocolates. I immediately took one in my mouth and started sucking on it. I grabbed the other one started pressing it very hard as it was very soft. My whole mouth was gulping her boob sucking and biting on her nipple.She started moaning heavily “uuhhhh aaaaahh hhaaaa ohhhh” and listening to her moans I was getting hornier and hot. I started biting her nipples to which she started pushing my mouth aside telling me not to. You like this?" she opened her mouth, still turned to me, and extended her tongue to lick all around the head of Ron's big dick. "Do I look sexy, sucking this big cock?" Susan scooted back over to my wife, and moved closer between Ron's legs. "Maybe I should take over here," she grinned to her mother. "Looks like Dad's got a problem there. Maybe you should go take care of Daddy while I finish up here." She reached for Ron's shaft, but Diane swatted her hand away. "The hell you say," Diane. Soon, I was pushing back to meet his thrusts.From then on, I was his submissive sex slave. I reveled in the role. The fact that I was much bigger and stronger than John added to the eroticism.I made no objection at all when he made me kneel worshipfully at his command and suck his cock. He taught me all the ways to orally service a man. The more perverse the act, the better. I adoringly pushed my tongue as far up John's asshole as it would go.A few days later, John took me to a thrift store. He.