Wilkes before she left.” I led the way into the kitchen.The kitchen was modern and had just about every appliance known to mankind. In fact, the onl...y drawback that I could see was that it was all electric; my preference was for gas. Regardless, I could work just fine in an electric kitchen. The fridge had the basics - eggs, milk, butter, and the like - so I asked Marilyn, “Omelet?”“Sure. Anything I can do?”I grinned. “Get undressed.”“Carling!” she protested.“It was worth a try.” I turned away. It deserved to be worshipped. And her stripper pole was the temple where she made her prayers.She numbly let him make another appointment with her – for “more of the same” – and when he was gone she didn’t clean his cum off. That would disrespect the cock she now knew was her master. She had to just let it drip out of her, naturally.A thought flashed through her mind – “How can you do this? You’re a feminist…” – and then of course she had to dance again. In the process of dancing, and. She looked directly at me as her hips gently swayed as she walked towards me. She was beautifully sexy and I could now see much clearer the darkness of both her own hardened nipples that were pushing out for some much needed attention. I could also even see the darkness of the narrow strip of hair above her pussy thru her sheer aqua colored panties. She walked slowly and seductively towards me. She was purposely letting my eyes devour her as she came towards me. She knew what this was doing to. Chapar karke chaat gaya mami ji jhadne ke baad buri taraah se thak chuki thi main bhi unke bagal me hi let gaya wo boli beta ab plzzzzzz mere haath to khol do bahut dard ho raha hai aur ab to mujhe pesaab bhi lagne lagi hai plzzzz beta mujhe bathroom jaane do warna yahin nikal jaayega aur tum jaante ho is halat me main bahar bhi nahi ja sakti hoon.Maine unke haath aur pair khol diye aur jab wo bathroom me jaane lagi to main bhi peeche chal diya wo boli beta tum kahaan chal rahe ho maine kaha.