..I was naked when he was discussingthis with me, and he was playing with my cock as we talked about it."I don't want to, Master Ron, please" I pleade... with him. Ron lookedquite attractive in a reddish top that showed off his muscles, and hewas stroking my dick slowly, as my hands writhed in cuffs behind myback. When Ron does the soft-sell, rather than the violence andthreats, sometimes I weaken even faster...I hadn't had an orgasm insix to eight weeks, and the hand going up and down my shaft,. It was a great shock, but I got over it for the sake of newcomer. By sister in law delivered a son after a few days. Her parents offered to take her to their native place, but I was against it. Being in town, facilities were better. She returned home with me and I arranged for a maid servant to take her care. Months passed by. One night, I felt thirsty and went to kitchen to drink water. I saw light in my sister in law’s room and thought there should be some problem. I went into her room and. "And as mom already pointed out, at least one part of you isn't upset," she added with a glance as my bulge. I couldn't understand why it wasn't going down. And then I felt a hand reach out and rub across the lump at my crotch, and turned to my wife. She had stretched out her hand to grab me, but couldn't quite reach, as she had her head lowered on Ron's shaft again. My mouth dropped open, and I watched her elegant neck stretch as she extended her head into him, her forehead pushing into his. ‘I’m sorry,’ he muttered, rising to his feet, feeling stupid at the boner making a tent in his trousers. ‘I must be going.’ She caught his hand before he could move. ‘Do you want me to take care of it?’ she asked. He was dry throated as her fingers encircled his shaft. His cock jumped in her hand and she looked up at him, a coy smile on her slightly parted lips. He pulled her to himself and they kissed, his hands clasping her supple buttocks., first tentatively, then boldly. He lifted her.