Montu Kumar was sleeping flat on his back. In the morning time, usually the dick of a male person would erect to the full extent. Montu Kumar was wear...ng a lungi (a traditional garment worn around the waist in India) and due to his huge erection, the border ends of the lungi slid away and full dick had come out from it. Manavi had never seen such a huge dick , 9 inch long ever in her life. She was completely mesmerized by the sight. She was very much surprised and thought that her husband's. “I kneel on the bedroom floor and pretend I’m kneeling in front of you, waiting for you to put your cock in my mouth. Sometimes I suck on my fingers, imagining it’s your hard prick.” “Do you imagine me fucking you?” he said. “Sometimes. Sometimes I imagine you fucking my mouth, and then bending me over the back of a chair and fucking me from behind. I imagine you holding my hips and slamming your hard cock into me. I imagine you fucking me so hard that my feet come up off the floor.” “Do you. I don't want you to not have anything from us. And please, please don't be mad at my brother and not give him anything cause he's really little and he doesn't know about things like that yet. Mommy and Daddy said it would be okay and that I didn't, like, need to worry or anything, but I didn't want you to not get anything..."The girl blathered on as if no other house in the United States didn't leave him enough cookies and milk to keep him overweight and on a diet for a thousand years. Santa. She felt better now. It wasn’t often that she masturbated but this one had been needed. Karl had made her do it. It was Karl who had driven her to do it. It was he who made her want to relieve herself. Afterwards she stood in front of the wardrobe mirror again as she slipped into her pyjamas. She could see the reflection of the bed in the background and she thought about Karl again. He was going to be slipping into that bed beside her one day soon; she would have no need for nightwear that.