At a push of a button the gate swung open and the general drove in allowing the gate to close behind him. The dean’s home was by far the largest in ...he compound. It was built to look like an old colonial home with a wide porch that ran along the entire front of the house with white pillars holding up the structure every ten feet. It was three stories high and wings stretched out in both directions. Hardy couldn’t help but think “What does a man who lives alone need with a home this large?”The. You need me in, I know – I want it too. I move to lie more closely on the top of you, I want to watch you as we do it, I want to see my love’s pleasure and delight. Can we deny ourselves a second of what is happening next? No, we cannot, will not. Neither of us can or wants to do that now. There’s silence save for much uneven breath, and the chatter of our eyes. Your lovely pools of light, they beckon and urge, I’m lowering myself to feel you on my tip. You’re playing with my neck, your touch. The day passed off swiftly it was a busy day and we could not talk much about each other. At the end of the day I asked him about the improvements I needed in dress code. He mentioned that the sari paloo must be kept loose and not pinned up and the sari should be tied very tight around the ass. As I left for the day he told me that he liked my work and dress sense very much. He saw me off at the door and gently caressed my ass as I left and commented that I had a nice tight ass. I smiled and. “Are you looking forward to my fucking him?” She asked as her strokes quickened up. I wanted to say no. I wanted to tell her not to fuck him but I couldn’t. I was a cuckold, a helpless cuckold. “Was that a ‘Yes’? She asked. I groaned. “You know what I would really like don’t you?” She asked me. I shook my head. “I would like to see you put the condom on him before he fucks me. Roll it down his big thick shaft and make sure it is on properly,” she told me. I felt the first spurt of my cum.