He removed her pubic hairs, separated the fleshy lips of the hungry cunt and entered his tongue to her love hole and started licking it. She in return...opened the foreskin of his penis with her lovely fingers and started sucking it. I marked at Maya who was standing at the window near me. She was observing the game with full concentration. Mohapatra who was tongue fucking the pussy of my wife slept on the bed and allowed her to sit on him. Sapna making her thighs apart sat on the erect pole of. ’ She said. Barely even in control of her own breath anymore. Heavily panting. ‘Fuck me. Fuck me. Please Fuck me.’ She begged him. His finger slid inside of her. She could feel him, the finger filling her up, the spongy insides of her vagina squeezing his finger. He wiggled. Massaging her on the inside. Tickling her. A splash of arousal. Starting with his finger but quickly spreading out through the rest of her body. A tingle, a warm tingle that lingered around in between her legs. It was. A few days passed and I kept observing her, she was the shy kind with a naught twinkle in her eye. One day I was getting my car washed and I over heard the watchmen that Rekha has been seen getting cozy with one other servant and they have complained to the society to move her out, that’s when my plan started.Once I came home, my mother was yelling on her and told her move out, then I intervened and I spoke to my mother, told her that we need to make her sleep in the house, in the kitchen. Ron was a big man, over six feet, and with my heels on, my nose barely reached his shoulders. His wide, toothy grin showed a large gap between his front two teeth, a reminder of some fight or something when he was younger. Ron was a self-made man, I remembered, growing up on the wrong side of town, but working hard, being smart, and catching a few breaks made him the wealthiest black man in town, if not the county! He was dressed very simply, wearing a pair of dark grey dress slacks, black.