Please fuck my throat hard and deep. I love your powerful rod abusing my horny throat." You are a natural born cocksucker, Carlie," my wife said, as s...e finally pulled the spit-covered rubber dick from my tortured throat, giving my face a wet smack for good measure with the meaty appendage. "I had no idea what a fucking whore you were. I hate to think your talent for giving head has gone so long unexplored. Now it's time to up the ante a little, my pet."She ordered me to stand up and bend. “She died recently,” he then said to Komal.“Oh, I’m so sorry,” Komal said. Rashid waited another few seconds and then started talking.“You know, she was a beautiful woman. Her passing was the biggest reason why I decided to move away too. Nothing seemed okay anymore.”Komal didn’t quite know what to say. Both remained silent for a while.“Anyway,” Rashid said, placing his empty cup on the stool in front, “When is Raj coming home today?”“Oh, he won’t be coming home today.”“Really? Why is that?”“He. “I know, Uncle, that Suma Aunty is not in town. I came to give you company as I was also bored. Paul flew to Mumbai today morning and will be back only Sunday,” Saying Roshni came in.Seeing the beer glass on the teapoy, said, “Looks like you have already started your evening drinks. Get me a bottle and a mug too, Uncle.” Roshni sat on the sofa. I went to the fridge and pulled out another beer and mug. I came to the living room and saw Roshni keenly watching the western flick.She was wearing a. What I originally came here for was long forgotten, I couldn’t tell you if I wanted to. Now I wanted the very beautiful man sitting to my left on his plush couch. Ever since we had entered his apartment we hadn’t left his couch, and I didn’t plan to. Well, unless we were heading to his bed that got more appealing by the minute. I’d been flirting for all I was worth, and so far all I had gotten was blushes and sped up breathing. “Um…do you like wine? I have some wine…you can have some. You know.