But the most amazing part was yet to come. You see, Darren insisted on taking my ass and dumping his considerable load there as a sort of payment for ...his services.I think it was his way of marking me as his. He assumed that he was the only one that could make me feel as good as he did. Unfortunately for me, he was correct in that assumption so far. My thought processes stopped as a colossal peak washed over my sweaty and abused torso. Now they were coming faster and were much more intense. This. Mike here is very good looking, when we’re out women are always checking him out, and c’mon let’s be real honest here honey, the cock is nice too right, and he knows how to use it” she turned to me as Jake kind of hung her head about the cock part.“Now. About you my husband. I can see how beautiful she is… she tries to cover it up with this Goth stuff and black makeup and piercings on all the sexy bits, but it just makes her sexier doesn’t it?” I shook my head as she stepped back from us and. I choked on my toast, and looked at her. It had been a month since she moved out of her abusive relationship and into our loving one. We'd never discussed it, but I thought it felt permanent."Oh." I sighed, remembering what I'd heard about victims often returning to their abusers. "Should I help you pack?" What? Eric! Oh my God, no!" Shelly looked panicked before realizing my confusion. "Honey," she said, "that's what he wants, but not what I want. I want you." She leaned forward, lightly. “Jay, we were both really bored at hostel.” said Tush.“Okay guys.” I said as I led two friends towards the drawing room.“Hello boys!” said mom cheerfully to the boys as she saw them walk into the house.“Namaste Aunty!” said the two guests in unison.“Try not to go to crazy down there tonight, though it’s an exciting match today in IPL.” Mom laughed.“Don’t worry Mom; I will make sure things don’t get to wild down there.” I said assuring Mom we wouldn’t make a mess.“Oh and by the way, I will be.