Lovely! I parted her lips and moved to the side so that her husband could get a good view of me fingering her wet pussy. He squirmed around again and ... felt my knob twitch. I swear it.Then it was my turn to undress and show him what a real cock was like… seven inches of blue-veined meat. I posed in front of him, tormenting him with it, squeezing it to make it look bigger. After a while I tucked my hand inside his panties and played with his cock, teasing him, continually ridiculing him about. "You already look ... pretty smooth," he pointed out."Yeah," she grinned, "but I like to keep it that way, and sometimes it's hard to reach everything by yourself."He looked skeptical, while the pulse in his cock only began to hammer harder. She held the razor up toward him, putting a plaintive pout behind it. He stood perfectly still as the image flashed through his mind of grabbing her by both ankles and yanking her legs in the air to smack her wet ass with an open hand.He could hear the way. .. days of therapy, commitment and sexuality issues, you name it. I just had to make it end- before it went too far, further then it already had gone. Shit! Too late... Duke pressed himself deeper into me. He used his big arms to anchor his weight and pushed his pelvis against my ass so that more and more of his dick entered me. I couldn't look behind me but it felt like I had a whole arm inside when I finally felt his six pack against my ass, telling me he'd fully entered me. He pushed his. Morning it used to be me and MILand BIL at home with BIl sleeping while I worked. MIL would behanging around watching me or outside chatting and gossiping withthe neighbors. BIL would always smell of desi liquor).Not more than a month had passed after my marriage and I wasdesperately trying to please my Inlaws. I was constantly harassed,occasionally beaten by husband and MIL. I felt lost, forlorn and notloved at all. I could not turn back to my parents as they were poorand I would be breaking.