The tears started falling when she heard the front door angrily slam and the car start with a vengeance. Reagan knew that she would be sleeping alone ...gain tonight. Alone. She had wanted to talk to him about the possibility of having children in the near future but the way he dismissed her, she knew it was impossible. She had been wanting a baby for a while and wanted to introduce the idea to Jace. But as usual he dismissed her when she tried to start a conversation with him claiming he had to. I won't detail how but I happened to spot a cock bulge one day and chatted to a friend about my fantasy about having sex with a very thick cock. I plucked up courage and asked for an address and phone number. I was surprised to find I had seen a retired gent who had also been widowed over 3 years ago and was agreeable to a no strings meeting. My friend also knew him socially. He lived miles away and we had no other connection. My friend was able to reassure both of us that we would be safe. ” He shouted back, “Nothing babu I was slapping a mosquito here.” I chuckled to myself thinking of the mosquito that he had slapped. “Ok ok Ramu be fast now.” I also wanted his big cock inside me, the thrill of doing it with the servant of the house, when papa was sitting just few feet away, made me very horny. I was wet already. I felt his big cock touch my pussy lips. He was brutally rough, just slamming his cock in and out so hard that my boobs were rubbed raw inside the blouse on the. Serving, of course, would be Tulsa's job.It was a seven course meal, and each dish was individually delivered by the slave, displaying the appropriate etiquette for the task. A variety of several wines was also offered, and the slave had to return to the kitchen whenever a glass needed to be filled, lest the wine get warm. While the bidders casually relaxed and ate their meal, the slave scampered about the table, filling glasses, clearing dishes, retrieving items for her guests. It seemed that.