" Take out the cucumber," the powerful Mistress ordered."Yes, Mistress," the slut obeyed, a loud plop escaping the MILF's cunt as the vegetable was re...leased from the slut's tight cunt."Clean it up," Layla ordered, still taping.The once powerful mother opened her mouth and took the sticky cucumber in her mouth. As she sucked off her juice she pondered her exit strategy. Once this humiliation was done, she would have to get the tape. That tape could end her."Fuck your ass," Layla. Also I had decided they probably done this very often.Approaching white women that is.My fetish would be unrealized as my wife decided their accents were too thick and she couldn't get comfortable with the conversation. .Oh well....Shortly after that night I'd discovered myself at a party with gay black men. I was very high and one had sensed that I was high and somewhat vulnerable. He began to make small sexual advances.. more or less a asking my sexual orientation I'd admitted straight and. She was a little embarrassed that she hasn't held off sucking him. She had planned to just stop with blow jobs , but I kept encouraging her, and when she was up to giving him three BJs a day, sneaking them at work she ask how I really felt about her possibly letting him go all the way. I gave her my permission, and I told two of the guys we regularly invited for kinky weekends. She was going to go over to one of the guys small apartment that was close to where she worked. I'd get to peek in. Besides, ravi wouldWant me to wear sexy clothes for such events. My father would never allow me to wear even sleeveless kurtas, and my husbandWanted me to wear strapless mini dresses! When i wore my first strapless mini, iFelt so embarrassed! But ravi was very assuring. “don’t worry varsha! You areNot in india. People here are used to seeing woman’s skin. You look sexy! If at all folksStare at you, they would be admiring than giving weird looks!” ravi was so right!In india, if you wear anything.