Her name is saroj, around 30 years old, fairly well built, and a typical dark, rustic maharastrian beauty. She had once come and worked for me for 3 w...eks when her mother was ill. She did her job with quiet efficiency, on her own cook food for me and before leaving tell me, “malik. Khana khalena.” When she left after her mother returned, i gave her three expensive saris, along with a lot of bangles, big sindoor stick-ons and silver anklets, which she liked.I hadn’t seen her after that. Though. I do not know how I kept shut and did not confess that I had also been fanaticizing to fuck her forever long I could remember. She did not have any dithering as next moment her short shorts were off and her totally naked, beautiful cunt was facing my big cock; totally ready for a fuck next second if at all possible. My door was still open and I was afraid Mum and Dad might walk at any time and now totally guided by the will and desire of my cock, I had decided that fucking time was here and. Your future. it all made sense now."you will obey me and only me. and you will help me make money." you screamed. you cried. you needed to cum. you needed to get out of this torturing ecstasy."you will fuck whoever i tell you, when i tell you and how i tell you." pain. you could feel pain everywhere."you will do all kinds of dirty stuff so that i ask for money" seducing big executives." happy fathers" etc" anything that can bring me money!!" you couldn't listen anymore. you had to cum. you. The attention Trevor gives Kate would worry many wives. In Kate’s presence, it’s as if Erin disappears but she quite likes being a ghost— present but not forced to engage, a witness but not a participant. There is peace in this. On top of all that, Erin enjoys watching Trevor stumble; his flirts ignored; the fake niceties Kate puts on to humor her friend’s husband; the empty smiles; robotic nods; forced laughs. Erin eats all that shit up. Trevor is oblivious to Kate’s polite rejections and Erin.