Her husband was lying there on his back, his beer belly creating a huge swell under the bedcovers. He sported a three-day beard and he was snoring lou...ly once again. She wondered what she had seen in him when they first met. It certainly wasn’t what she saw in him today. Ever since they married just over eight years ago, he had let himself go. He no longer bothered to dress smartly or even to brush his hair properly. He never made plans for them to go out at the weekends and when she suggested. En kuthiyil viral vitu konde ithai paarthu kondu irunthen, maapilai en magal mulaiyil kai vaithu pisainthu kondu iruthaar. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa athai paarkum pozhuthe inbamaaga irunthathu.Mulaiyai pisainthu kondu irunthaar, en magal kaiyai thudaiyil irunthu thadavi konde sunniku eduthu sendraal. Maapilai pool jatiyil valainthu irunthathu, athai paarkum pozhuthu vaaiyil vaithu suvaika vendum endru aasaiyaaga irunthathu. En magal kathal seithu thaan thirumanam seithu kondaal, athanaal iruvarukum. "Ugh fuck", Mark swore, beads of sweat running down his face.We continued to fuck my cousin who by now was soaked with sweat and looked to be almost to the point of passing out as her body racked with near continuous small orgasms. Her whimpers were no longer English, or any other intelligible language, but now just a babble of grunts, groans, moans and whines. Evidently, we'd fucked her stupid. A few more minutes of this and I saw Mark's face screw up and his body tense and I knew he was going. . It really didn’t make any difference. Bill had his mistress, after all, and I had my lover...” Mom looked up at the ceiling thoughtfully, her blue eyes sparkling, then said, “I think there was only one at that time, but there could have been at least one more. God only knows how many I had, or how many I had at one time. The fact of the matter was I usually had a stable of them. I would send for whichever one would be the best to service me at the time. Did I want to be raped? Beaten? Tied.