Such punishments were meaner than the regular ones and always ended with me completely broken and crying for hours. Playing mommy and son with Lina wa... one of my favorite part of our marriage and Brad had turned it into pure torture for me. Apart from being a cock sucking cuck and their punching bag, I was also the house servant. I was expected to do all the household chores and it kept me busy throughout the day. My sleep had reduced to just four to five hours on weekends with all the cooking,. Becca’s brown pussy lips glistened with wetness as she looked out at all the ogling faces.“Beautiful,” DeShawn said, trying to give Becca the flirty attention he knew she was missing from her cheating husband.DeShawn walked up to her as she sat on her desk, continuing to tell her flattering things.“Miss C, you the most gorgeous girl I’ve ever seen,” he said, his bulge clearly protruding from his pants as he approached her. “Your husband’s so stupid!”Becca watched DeShawn walk up to her but this. Tiny tremors and shivers raced up and down his body as Mamta swallowed his load, staring up at him with wide eyes, like a cat in heat. She took her time, shaking her hips as she stood up, maintaining eye contact with Kumar, teasing out everything from him. She licked her lips and took Kumar’s hand in hers.“We are not going to stop here, are we?” Mamta whispered into his ears.Kumar shook his head. Mamta shot a sly smile. Then, she led them both towards the bedroom. They had barely closed the. Then he coughed and dropped the plate to the floor, smashing it into pieces and sending brownie all over the kitchen.He continued coughing as he started to laugh, then he said to me, “What the fuck was that? That was the worst thing I’ve ever tasted. Thank god you are sexy as fuck because you are a shitty cook. You would think a chubby girl like you would be better at making dessert.”Chuck just continued to be a charmer. Then, as I bent over to get some cleaning supplies out of the cabinet, I.