The First Lady gave me a murderous glance, which I ignored. I understood it was at my own peril to do so."That was nicely done, Miss Le Brech. Nicely ...done."I think she meant it as a compliment.Nicole, back in her element, turned on her charm. The First Lady gave me another black glance as she took Nicole with her into her own private area of influence. I wandered the room, mingling with the guests.So far, like I said, it had been pretty predictable. The first surprise of the evening came when. My husband and his family were every day having parties with liquor and non-vegetarian dishes. Each day I used to crave for my husband’s attention and love. But after the party, it was a routine matter for him to lift my dress, push his tool, get discharged in two minutes, turn to the other side and sleep. This routine continued for over a year. Surprisingly I did not get pregnant. For the last 10 months it came to my notice that my husband was visiting prostitutes and attending to “Kothas” in. After 5 minutes, Mr. Kabir bring a lube cream and put some cream on my ass crack and he said, “you bad ass bitch, sit like a dog, now.” I do as he said and then suddenly he slapped one of my ass cheeks, told me to spread my legs. He was trying to push his cock inside my asshole, when his cock head insert my asshole, I felt a hardcore pain in my ass, tried to make sound because of pain, by that time Mr. Nilesh put his cock inside my mouth and he silent my sound. After 1 minute, Mr. Kabir start. Did you cut your run short?”“Are you kidding? I felt good out there so I did a couple of extra miles. You ran for two hours?”“Best I can figure, I did ten miles.”“Good for you. You can’t run that long without clearing your head of the mundane. You must have the answer to life, the universe, and everything.”“Forty-two,” I answered automatically. Nanette laughed.“I was sure that was a reference that was too old for you. Help me stretch a little and I’ll get you back home. I see you found my book.