There was Young-ju, sitting at her desk alldemure with eyes downcast.Then my wife came in and said, “Young-ju, do you want myhusband to have sex... with you?”I looked intently at the small Korean woman as shemumbled, “Yes please.”Cheryl looked at me and smiled, then she said, “Why doyou want my husband to make love to you?”I watched the pretty Asian as my wife walked over to herand taking her chin in her hand she raised her face tolook at me. Then she asked the. She looked back at you and whispered thanks as she walked away. That seemed to break some sort of spell that was over the crowd, as even though I was still straddling you, still clutching your cock inside my pussy, men came up to you, shaking your hand, giving you the thumbs up or high-fiving you. You ignored them and turned to me, fixing me with your eyes. You said, “Now everyone knows that you belong to me, pet. Everyone in town knows that you are my property. When we drive through town,. The taxi raced in the heavy traffic and came to a shop like a place except there is nothing on sale. he got out and led me in.then there was a counter and he paid 1000 and another 600 and the man on the counter handed him a condom and we went to a room. the place was very dirty with lots of drunk dirty men smoking and the whole area smelled of piss. the man took me into the room and asked me to get naked so i half removed my jeans and lifted up my t shirt. he started to roughly grope my tits. God! It was too much pleasure. I can’t express it in words. He would switch his mouth and hand on boobs. In the process of sucking my boobies, he would occasionally bite my nipples. I was moaning with his expert hands at the noble work of caressing my boobs.Nishant was like a magician working his magic on my soft melons with his hands as well as mouth. He would bring his lips close to mine to kiss me but would immediately take them back to tease me. Both my boobs were perfectly lubricated with.