An exhale rushes out of me and my head drops forward when your hips suddenly push forward to seat yourself deep inside me with one smooth, slick thrus.... Your hands at my waist flex as my pussy stretches to accommodate you, my muscles twitching as they adjust to the welcome feeling of your full, hard shaft. I desperately want to move, to rotate my hips and feel your cock stroke every part of me, but I know it’s you who’s in charge.Our eyes meet once more and your stare only intensifies as you. The camera is hidden inside a spotlight, which also has infer-red technology to see in complete darkness. I then set up a camera in our bedroom disguised as a motion detector. At 9:00pm I was in my office in front of my computer with the cameras open on a split screen running both cameras simultaneously. The light in our bedroom turned on and Wendy came into view as she started sorting through some laundry on the bed.A few minutes later I watched my neighbor come out his back door and walk over. "I do not know," I said, but I knew that we had much more preparationahead of us.I was not disappointed. In the afternoon we were summoned into a hut.One of Walid's female servants asked who could play musical instruments.It turned out that two of the slaves were able to play flutes andanother a lute. These were seated, crosslegged, and instructed to playfor us. Then, one by one, we were told words and asked to sing these.It seemed they would train the best singers to sing love. The door bell rang and I regained my senses back to the present and when I looked at the clock, it was 7:00. Like all other days, I could not hear my husband’s car approaching and now I moved fast to open the door with all eager and expectation. Immediately after I opened the door, Kishore threw his car keys and office bag, slammed the door to close. He pushed me to the wall and hugged me tight and kissed me on my lips. From his actions, I could sense that he is extremely horny and dying for.