On the kitchen floor Ramu’s wife Shanta was lying with her saree buncehd in her waist. Her blouse and brasisere were lying next to ehr. My FIL was r...iding her like a stallion. His thin buttocks were moving liky a piston while shant’s thighs were wrapped around his middle. He was pressing her breasts and kissing their nipples. Ic ould see his llund going inside Shant’s hairy cunt and my eyes widened. My fil’s lund was almost 9″ and thicker than my wrist. No wonder the poor Shanta was crying with. Or when I do, don'tworry, in no time at all I'll arrange things so you don't feelembarrassed, or even know. We'll try to tune in on each other'sfeelings and needs and arrive at mutual understandings." A mysterioussmile lit up her mouth. "I hope feel even closer."That was as much of a concession as I could hope for. I didn't knowwhat she meant by 'mutual understandings' but I nodded. "OK," I said."Sounds like a plan." It did. Even though it didn't.A new problem suddenly occurred to me. A. Below, he felt April tense, and his cock was flooded with more juices. A cool breeze wafted across his erection as April moved off, then something warm and wet tickled his engorged helmet. Then engulfed it. He felt a hand against his balls, and other hands spreading his legs wide apart as the warm mouth worked on his throbbing cock.A finger penetrated his arse hole, knuckle deep, and touched something inside him that made his hips buck off the table. He heard a gag, and his cock was released to. I shivered under the blanket, and it wasn’t from the cold. I thought about the cold reality of Alex’s words. Witches were still being burned at the stake at this time in history, I knew. And if Alex had as much power over the Laird as he thought he did, then I was going to burn. I pulled the blankets tighter against me, and stood. I walked out of the chamber, being careful to quietly close the door behind me. Tilda should get all the sleep she could. Walking down the steps quickly, I stopped.