It was the first time I'd seen a live, hard cock that wasn't my own, and the whole situation screamed sex. That musty smell was in the air, mixed with... bleach, and the sounds coming from our tv screens were like a sex chant, urging me forward. Then he stepped forward, and all of a sudden his cock was through the hole. It wasn't huge, maybe five inches, cut. But there it was, in my booth, just a few inches from my face. It seemed to pulse with an invitation. I think this is what one calls a make. You know I am only faithful to you.”“You are wonderful both in and out of bed,” Lucy says. “But your faithfulness is going to have to extend further.”“I’m okay with that,” Brea says. “But right now, I’d like to spend my time with you.”“Then how about you get rid of some of those clothes?” Lucy says with a wink. “You are wearing far too much.”Brea pulls out her communicator and sets it on the table. In a few seconds music begins to filter out. The song is one that Lucy recognizes quickly as it. He said” Beti, why do u need strangers when your own family members can satisfy you?” I was shocked to hear that and his hand moved up and he started rubbing my pussy. I resisted him and asked what does he mean. He told me about about how he had watched me having sex with Kisna and blackmailed me. He added ” How would your husband feel my Darling Bahu?”He again kept his hand on my thighs and started rubbing them. I had no other choice and I surrendered to him. Seeing this he took my jacket off. They were the only part of her body he ever complimented, and she loved the way his voice sounded, husky and strained, when he talked like that, so she let him use them the way he liked. She winced, thinking about the way he pinched her nipples, hard enough to turn them white, and they way he pawed at her breasts like a desperate schoolboy. Sometimes, bruises formed on them the next day, purple fingerprints like leopard spots. She slid her hands down over her soft belly, and across her wide.