.. Say it, bitch!” And the bastard stopped his strokes. "Noooo, please… keep me fucking, you, nigger bastard…” I cried…Michael laughed and h...e resumed his wild attack on my back.He made me cum. A shuddering orgasm washed my entire body from my cunt and I tried to avoid showing my pleasure to Victor; because I did not want to humiliate him in front of this brute black man…But Michael noticed my juice onto his cock and he laughed at my hubby.“Your white bitch had come on my black cock already… and. My pant was wet so I unzip my pant and put it inside my bag .I was half naked and my room door was open. My salwar was covering my main area. suddenly my mama (he is unmarried doing job in a small company and stay with us) came in the room and said “it this new style too wear clothes in pune” “mama…” and stretch my salwar down which exposed my cleavage and my right nipple came outside of salwar so I keep one hand one my boob and another near my pussy. “cool down sayali I seen you naked many. I couldn't tell sexy from a goddamned lamppost. He settled upon a chemise--a piece I'd bought optimistically anticipating sex, that had remained unworn in the utter dejection of a cold marriage. I slipped it on and went back to my laptop awaiting his next request--this was kind of exciting. He patiently guided me through "finding something that would sting a bit if you were smacked with it" eventually settling upon a blue spatula that from here on out will always make my pussy wet upon sight,. Once again, Jacquelyn orgasmed herself, even though Moira was not touching her clit and there was no dildo in her own vagina. She was too tired to do more than unfasten the strap-on and drop it at the side of the bed, before the two women fell asleep, entangled together.It was mid-morning on Sunday when the sunshine through the bedroom curtains woke Moira. She closed her eyes tightly against the brightness, feeling muzzy and hung-over, with a headache and a dry mouth. What had she been.