As I reached the bottom of the first flight of stairs Iris called after me from the top. "I'll come and help", she called and despite my protests she ...aught me up halfway down the next flight of stairs. She snaked an arm round my hips and started to feel by cock through my pants.When we got to the room I heard her lock the door behind us. I should have been more forceful in my protests but I'd had a few beers and when she went down on her knees and took my hardening cock in her mouth, my. I was surprised I got any reply back and was even more surprised when I came to know that I had been contacted by a married Indian woman.This was too good to be true, my years of searching had finally yielded me the elusive married Indian wife. My brain was going haywire, thinking of all the things I would do to her and the different scenarios that I wanted to play out.But then I paused for a moment, skeptical, even though my hunt for the ever elusive and secretive married Indian wife had. Olga was nearing 60 & her hubby Melvin was a wimpy 140pound cuckold. Sometimes he'd have Olga for a few days & his dad Bill would enjoy using her ) Ernie couldnt believe what he was seeing ??? what the fuck happened Lacey he asked ? Before she answered Mark looked at Ernie straight in the eyes & said , your wife Lacey now belongs to me & i can do with her what i wish . She'll stay married to you , but you will only get extremely turned on when you watch your wife with me & other. But everything was small nowadays, getting smaller all the time too. The walls were wired, you could watch holo anywhere, listen to music in any room, surf the ether or whatever and never get out of bed. All that shit automated and waiting, cutting you down. Technology was bad sometimes. It put people to sleep.I sat on the bed and emptied my pack first thing. I checked my seventy-seven, replacing the two rounds I'd fired, Leon and the Domme, and making sure the one in the chamber was good to.