Go on, lick the shaft and roll your tongue around my cock head like a slut does!” . I know her weekness now as she wants to be treated like a slave ...and want me to use her like a whore. I was her master and should use her like a shit. I can see the brightness in her eyes after getting treated like this.Ranjan wife was sucking on my cock for all she was worth. She was kneeling in front of me with her ass in the air. The sight was too much for her hubby and he quickly joined her on the floor,. In the excitement I didn't hear him pull up. I guess he had been watching me for a while but,I felt a Hand cover mine, and the hot fog of his breath on my ear fallowed by the clunk of his bag when it hit the floor. He moved my hand out of the way and substituted his in return. His hand was slightly colder than mine but my skin quickly adjusted to the change. His fingers just as I had pictured them through the long week. The teased my lips gently before his fingers brushed against my clit. 'I came to study with my boyfriend a year ago to look for work, but then we split up,' I said.'Ah, I see' We slipped into silence for a moment as we wipe our hair and dropping a top dress to cover our assets from others. She sighed at me. 'How will you go home late this evening? You can rest at my home. I live all alone', she said. It was a great opportunity that moment and I got down from her home. This made opportunity that would forever escape me if I didn't do what I did next. When she. There was aninherent degradation in what she was doing to him now. She was the aggressor, hethe passive receiver. And that wasn't what she'd intended. For no matter howstimulating it might be physically for her nephew, the act of ejaculating into ahandkerchief as she, his aunt, watched and assisted, would inevitably be humiliatingfor him.Slowly Marilyn ceased the movements of her hand. She couldn't do it to him. Shecouldn't shame and humiliate him this way. And short of indulging her own.