He had an urge to stick his penis into the pickle slicer. His wife suggested that he should see a sex therapist to talk about it, but Bill indicated t...at he'd be too embarrassed. He vowed to overcome the compulsion on his own. One day a few weeks later, Bill came home absolutely ashen. His wife could see at once that something was seriously wrong. "What's wrong, Bill?" she asked. "Do you remember that I told you how I had this tremendous urge to put my penis into the pickle slicer?" "Oh, Bill,. It was summers. Manisha and her kid went to visit her native while her husband was here due to business purpose. Manisha had requested me to take care of her husband as she had to rush to native urgently due to personal matter.My Husband leaves usually at nine in the morning where as Manisha husband Mr. Vinod leaves at 11am. So after my husband departed for his business I used to inquired about vinod if he needed my help .Regarding vinod he was in his early thirties average looking but quite. I started reading stories about men that share their wives a few years ago and it sounded really erotic. I told Linda about it and we started reading the stories together. Even though she found them exciting, she didn't really want to try it until a few weeks ago.Linda works in an office as an administrative assistant, another word for secretary, and has a lot of contact with outside personnel. Last month the company hired a new manager at one of their remote locations and he had to come to. I started moving it faster up and down my slit, I was so wet, I could hear the sloshing sound that his cock made as it came in contact with my pussy. Nick still had my butt cheeks in his hands and I could feel my butt starting to move up and down as I rubbed myself with Nick’s big tool. “Put it in Monica!” Nick yelled. “Oh Nick, oh Nick ohhhhhhhh noooooooo…” “Now Monica, do it fucking now!” In defeat, I moved the head of his cock to my tight wet.