There I was lying with my saree bunched in my waist with bare breasts heaving with passion and my father in law’s juices all inside me.“No point i... going out now,” he said and then bent to pick me up , I was dying of shame at being lifted and carried like this with his juices still spilling out of my hole but he did not seem to care. He carried me to my bedroom and then set me on my feet.“Better get rid of that saree and blouse we are not going anywhere,” he said. I pulled the saree out of my. I went into the florist and ask for some roses. After hearing the price, I asked if they had anything cheaper. They had carnations for $1.25 each. I had him wrap me up a dozen and I filled out the card. "To Beth, the best writer on the planet. Love, H.H."I looked up and saw they had ball caps with the name, Clary Florist, written on them. I asked how much they were and the man smiled at me and said I could have one for free. It was how he advertised. I put on my ball cap and took my flowers and. He asked me to parade my naked wife outside and beg all of them to fuck her. My wife was more than willing by now. Marck asked me to get the video camera under his desk and record the whole thing. She went outside naked and begged those men to fuck her. She repeated “Please, please, please fuck me, fuck me please”.They asked her to go down on all her 4 limbs and put her tongue out like a street dog and bark out loud which she did. She even howled. They asked her to lift one leg and pee in front. His gaze lingered briefly on Cathy's place but seemed to come to the conclusion that nobody was home. I was at the point of just not caring. I raised the dress up over my head again and placed it on the ground.I got down on my hands and knees in front of Ben and started sucking in earnest on his cock. It wasn't fully hard in spite of the last ten minutes but then he had cum twice already today and as he said himself, it was questionable whether or not he would be able to go for a third time. I.