As I watched, I knew exactly the type of reading matter she was interested in buying. She had to look upwards to read the titles and she certainly was...’t making her choice by looking at those books and periodicals at her own eye level. She glanced casually round at the other customers to make sure nobody was looking at her and reached up to take a volume down from the top shelf. In carrying out this little manoeuvre, she had to stretch her body and her jacket rose with her shoulders revealing. Some of them happened earlier in our life and some later. The last post/blog happened earlier in our relationship and this one happened later. However, in all cases, is my wife's love of cock the same. She could never seem to get enough. All shapes and sizes but she was not fond of any kind of cock that was not white. Not because she is racist but because she just likes white cock. Once again let me say that from the beginning I knew she loved cock. That simple. This tale happened when we were. She does it to give her one more thing about me to laugh at and taunt meabout. The only way I can cum is for her to use a strap-on dildo andtake me from behind, which she delights in doing, calling me her bitchand slapping my hips, which are now quite fleshy. I also have modestbreasts and can fill an A-cup bra. My life is an unending nightmare ofhumiliation and sexual slavery. But, as I said before, she is getting mehooked on it, and is thrilled every time she notices me responding. Friends, you are reading this story on indiansexstories dot netShe lied on me with my dick still inside her. After 10 mins, we went to washroom one by one, cleaned ourselves and got fresh. Then she came to me asking what would I have for lunch, I told her “Sweetheart I will have milk and juices” seeing her boobs and pussy and winked at her.I then asked her what would she have, she told me “White cream” wiping her mouth with her tongue in a sexy way. Then, she told me “Sweetheart bolo na, banake.