"Y'all want some hot cocoa? Alan makes the best! From scratch, not that instant stuff!" Sure," Susan said. She looked at Jason. "You don't have to run...off right now, do you?" She smiled sweetly, something that Susan is good at. Almost as good as Tina.I couldn't have gotten Jason to leave now if I had a cattle prod on his ass. I got up and started the process of turning cocoa and sugar and milk and cream (oh, yessss, extra cream) into hot steamy beverages for us."Sooooo," Tina asked, "Have you. We kept going for several minutes, my ass filled with his thick cock. It felt soo good. My cock was rubbing against his stomach as his pushed its way into my asshole repeatedly, feeling better with each thrust, stretching me more and more.He broke off the kiss and said "I'm about to cum."I immediately hopped off his cock, I wanted to taste his cum, and got into position for easy aiming. He jacked himself off to completion and came directly into my mouth. I swirled the cum around in my mouth, he. Once or twice a week he pushed her over a chair or table, raised her garment and spent a few rough minutes getting himself off inside of her.Her name meant “Fortunately Blessed One”. She considered that a cruel trick. Her husband received a paltry pension, not enough to support two so she had to work. Her education and skills were limited. Although there are no castes in Punjab, there certainly are classes like in the Western world. So the wealthy hired the poor to be servants. With no legal. "It's not that far, Stafford, do you know where that is?" Annie asked.I brought the phone to my ear, "Stafford, you know where that is?"Mike went into a screaming rage, but at one point during his tirade I heard him say twenty miles to the north."Close the door," I said to Annie," handing her the phone. "You talk to him."I pulled out of the private way. The five workmen were opening their second beer and watching us drive away, to the north.I heard her say something into the instrument, then.