We went inside the pub, we booked a private table as it was Friday night, pre-covid era, so it was hell crowded. The club was astonishingly dark, like... pitch black with the dance floor being lit with disco lights. We got a table in the corner and slowly our eyes got accustomed to the environment, still can’t see a lot.We settled, my fiancée Anshi seated right beside me and I was stroking her sexy back, and giving her tickles. Her back had an amusing glow, I loved it. I kissed her neck and gave a. His mother REhana begum opened the door. She was in a nighty. She was pure white with long nose like actress Sarada.Rehana: who are you bastard?Me: Madam, I am Balu. Mr.Baba Khan told me to come Rehana: {holding my nose}- oh. are you the slave who sucked my sons cock last night?Me: yes madam. I am his complete slave.Rehana: Stupid, come in, he is sleeping. In the mean time go and wash bath room and latrine with phynil. After that you can go to his room.With those words, my rod erected. I went. Proud for knowing precisely how to pleasure the man I love. Proud to be coaxing his loud, groaning reaction to my fellatrix skills.And then his cock-head was touching the back of my throat, and he throbbed powerfully.My soft, purring “Mmmm!” now turned into a very loud moan of pure pleasure. “Mmmm!”“Fuck, but your cock feels so good against the back of my throat!” I moaned. “So damned good!”That’s what I was trying to say, anyway. But with my hot sexy husband’s nine-inch long, two-inch wide. The rest of the day we didn't do much since she was in no condition to do anything. When we went back too work things were normal but a couple times during the week the wife still couldn't believe she did that to cindy and would ask me and say did I really do that. I just told her yes she did and she would just kind of sit there stunned thinking. One night after she came home from work i was working in the garage and she said she was going in to take a shower. I decided to get the grass cut and.