Even she forced me to shift from the master bedroom to the other room. Slowly, I too started getting adjusted to that lifestyle.My dominant Indian wif...e started making me do all tasks like washing, ironing her undergarments, cooking, massaging her legs, and all. She started going to late-night parties and all and I was sitting at home waiting for her.There was a guy named Karthik, he was 24 years old and was my junior office mate when I was working. He was reporting to me at that time. He came. I know youve got a strong will, but that doesnt matter. We are alone here… and I have all the time I need. I will make you into a slave, my obedient slave. Panic sets in as I try to move quickly away from the menacing voice. One flip flop breaks as I try to side step him, sending me falling backwards. Both feet slipping out from underneath me, my shoulders burning. The cotton skirt swishing around my hips, one strap of my cami sliding slowly down my shoulder. Tears fall as my weight is. Her only flaw was she was a little pale but some people are into that I guess. She was definitely in shape theres no argument about that, with her not working she spent most of her time doing yoga and swimming in the back pool. I knew I shouldn't be standing there watching her get plowed from behind but I was hoping to see her push off the mirror so I can see how the front of her looks. I have always been a fan of a nice pair of breasts and now thinking about my mother this way I can only. I would estimate one was about 5 yrs old and the other a couple of years older. How would she explain to them what I was doing. I felt so embarressed whether for them or myself, I wasn't sure.Once I got started between Nancy's legs though I forgot all about others being around. I loved eating her pussy and soon she was have her usual climax. I made it a point to stay where I was so I could lick all her cum and juices."Now that wasn't so bad was it slut? You did a good job."And he yanked me upto.