After sometime, she gave up and we rode the rickshaw silently. In fact, I was expecting that she would probably talk about the magazines and was menta...ly busy preparing my excuses. When it didn’t come, I began to relax. The road to the market was full of potholes. Every now and then, the rickshaw was jerking violently throwing our bodies against each other. With every jerk, I could feel the supple body of my elder sister colliding against my side. Occasionally, I felt her boobs touching my. Without him I would still be in the dark. Susan's friends had always been friendly with me, their husbands had associated with me. Their involvement may have been the most severe and painful part of the whole thing, other than the actual cheating itself. It made me think about to what lengths would someone go in order to protect a friend. What could be gained by helping perpetuate the lie? Were they aware of the risks they were taking? Were they aware of the pain they were helping to inflict on. Antonionever found out about that, but he didn?t need to know. Michael camein because the security didn?t want to vanish for some unexplainedreason. He let Michael come in the house that day. She wondered nowhow much of Antonio?s security are also on Michaels family?s payroll.After thoroughly washing her body she spending extra time doing herhair and curling it right. Her makeup needed to be done next. She satat her vanity and carefully applied her makeup. Much intensivetraining, painful. Smita let out a scream and began to thrust herself into the twin assault on her cunt and asshole pounding my cock up her cunt as her mother reamed her tight little butt with enraged passion. That big dildo forced up her anus made Smita’s cunt tighter than ever and she climaxed quickly milking my cock and forcing my sperm to shoot up her hot tight pussy.Totally drained by the experience Smita collapsed on my chest while her mother continued to fuck her asshole until that fat plastic cock in her.