Wo choukti hui haat mai kuch magazines leke bahar ai aur ghoorte huye muze boli.. “tum gay kab ban gaye??”… Mai ekdum se daar gaya mai ne puch �...�kya hua?” usne magzines mere mu par mare. Wo sare gay magzines the. Usme aise aise gande gande photos the ki maine kabi soche bhi na hoo.Ye magazines divya aur sakshi ne muze humiliate karne ke liye rakhe the. Anjali gusse se boli “fuck, lalat hai tuz jaise mard par..!! Tere saath mai date kyu kar rahi thi… Tere muh tak nahi dikhana muze kabhi.” ye. As expected, her oblivious husband turned on the television to watch sports, turning the volume up so high there was no way he would hear the moans.Carol licked and probed the maid for a couple of minutes, knowing exactly how to please a woman.Anna-Marie couldn't believe how amazing this woman was making her feel, the thrill of the husband in the other room somehow making it more exciting, even as it meant a major risk to her job."Hand me the carrots," Carol ordered.Anna-Marie obeyed, grabbing. Robby shook his head emphatically."It was the most wonderful thing I've ever felt," he said. "Can we do it again?" Sweet Baby, I've got a million kisses just for you and they only get better."Robby closed his eyes again as her lips started moving towards his. Sweet Baby was Karen's pet name for him - a name she only used when they were alone. He knew it was not very macho but he knew it was exactly how she felt about him. She told him once that she gave him that title his first day home from. When it had reduced to a sob I told her “get up and face the wall Betty with your hands on your head.” I watched as she slowly eased herself up and walked over to the wall, putting her nose against it and her hands on her head, her red bottom a delight to see. “David, I hope you see what you are in for?” David still had his hands on his head and more interestingly had an erection clearly seen through his pyjama bottoms. I smiled, wondering which part had turned him on. Watching his Mother.