Khala ne mojh se kaha ke beta mein tomhare kamre ki safayi kerne ayi hoon, mein ne kaha ke khala ap safayi ker lein to onhoon ne jharoo pherna shoroo ...er diya or mein apna perhta raha, achanak hi mari nazer khala ki tarof pari wo jhok ker jharoo paire rahein theen, jis ki waja se on ke khole gale mein se on ki mooti mooti chaatiyan nazer aa rahin thein, mein to on mooti chatiyoon ko dekh ker heraan reh giya mein ne aj tak atni mooti or bari chatiyaan nahi dekhein theen, khala ki chatiyoon ko. "Your mine now, son, I've taken you properly, made you mine, and now you know how it feels to be a woman, don't you?" Mmmmm, that's so good! So good. Yes, yes! Make me your woman.....fuck me, please!!" I felt him lower his body on to mine, his cock sank into me, and he kissed me hard as I felt him thrust ever deeper. "Thank you, Thank you sir! Please fuck me - take me! Fuck my pussy!!" I was drunk with lust now and wanted nothing more than to feel him fuck me, and cum inside me. I was truly his. "Honey, I want to be the first naked. Okay? I want all your coworkers to see me my bare boobs and bush and watch me walk around totally naked in front of them. I want you to see me showing off for you and watch them grope my boobies and fuck me. You want to see that, right? You want to see all the guys you work with stare at your naughty naked wife and feel up her boobies and stick their cocks inside her?" Yes, baby," I said. "Go show off for me." She grinned and announced to the room that she. Maybe I should invite him over my studio and give him a lesson sometime. If he kept on doing this his way, one of my other neighbors is going to spot him and things will turn ugly. I shook my head and sighed. I didn't care too much about Tony but I hated to see Mrs. Barnett forced to move out here because of her stupid husband's hobby. It's the thought about Kelly sparked my other ideas. A plan quickly formed inside my head. I raised my own cam-corder and recorded about 10 minutes of footage.