Though she barely moved, one leg raised and rested on my left shoulder lazily. I captured her clit between my lips and sucked it in deeply in a passi...nate French kiss. She began to tremble then and I hummed in response. Her tiny clit felt stiff between my lips and throbbed as my tongue teased the very tip of it. I had added another finger that was now caressing her inner walled as the other stroked her g spot slowly. This was always her peak. No longer concerned with my thinking she’s still. Natasha was saying something about someone called Maggie. I wasn't really listening, my thoughts still with my wife and the Tonks couple. I kept asking myself what did they want with her? Angie would have nothing in common with either of them.We came to a standstill at the foot of the large mullioned window that filled one wall of the main hall. Natasha was still holding my hand when she absently said, "Now where can that girl be? I saw her only five minutes ago. Ah! There she is." And then she. “He would ... cut me off food. He does it now and then, to save resources and also to punish concubines. He doesn’t do it too often, for fear of it being obvious, but he does it once in awhile. He ... also,” the girl shuddered as she revealed a shocking secret.“He ... what? Is it what you were crying about?” I insisted.“He calls them, ‘accidents,’ but once in awhile, a concubine dies prematurely, and he is always the one who got threatened last time by Mr. Wilde. This time ... it was Daddy. And. Suddenly I heard some moaning sound from bed room. Being curious I just silently moved toward the bed room and placed myself beside the door. Door was completely open and once I piped on the room I was just speechless. Hey what I am seeing…I cannot believe on my eye. There were Aunty and Shubho uncle (our another neighbor). Aunty was lying on the bed lifting her saree up to her west with bared naked two white legs with few hairs andSubho uncle in his underwear and his head was just between her.