Anjolie was beautiful: tall and slender with olive skin, big, brown eyes lined with kohl, a womanly wisp of black hair over each temple, quiet voice, ...deferential manner, and a slightly goofy smile which showed all of her many teeth.She was engaging without quite being smug.She was dressed in a suit, completely inappropriate for a Saturday, and wouldn't have looked out of place in a corporate boardroom.As they talked, Julie learned a little about her.She was a doctor over from India to do her. .. bitch!As she drove, her fury grew. Not at Mark or Pam, because she knew her kids. She knew how innocent they were compared to so many others their age, and how easily their teenaged emotions could be unleashed at any moment with a little direction. And it was growing painfully obvious that Susan had been doing plenty of directing.By the time she pulled into the gravel drive by the house. Linda was fuming. Something had to be done about this situation right now, before it got any worse.. She helped me, a lot. We talked about the differences in the way we see this group thing. I told her how I'd been looking at it, and she explained her way. Did you know that Brenda thinks she's your wife?" No. She never said she thought that. I don't see what difference that would make though. If she wants to think she is, it's all right with me." It makes a big difference to her. In her mind, this is all some polygamous relationship, and all the other X's are her sister wives. She doesn't see. This cock was small and limp. It looked like it might have been anolder man's, because of the pubic hair I could see. But, I didn't care.My mouth was soon talking his cock in. I slid my mouth up and down theshaft. Sucking harder with each thrust into my throat. He was getting harder in mymouth. I wasn't expecting such a load...my mouth was full of cum, it was so much it spilled down my chin. As it filled my mouth, I tried to let you see what a good slut I had been. Instead, I briefly started.