If my husband even imagined what I was thinking, he'd divorce me in an instant; it would disgust him and make me an outcaste in our social group.But e...ven with those threats hanging over me I walked into the Forman's office and told him that I needed Otis to help me with some furniture at our house. I told him that I was expecting a delivery at 3 o'clock that afternoon and that I wanted Otis to go with me to help out.The Forman wanted to send two men, but I insisted that there would be the. ? I cooed as I jammed it betweenher lips causing her to gag, the I lowered my lips onto her titsand kissed and bit them, they felt delicious in my mouth and I had to fingermyself to another climax as I bit harder, relishing Carol's screams from beneaththe phallus. Momentarily drained I slumped down onto her sweating body and gradually removedthe vibrator form her mouth; it was covered in a mixture of saliva and hercome juice. ?Please, Jenny, let me go please,? She sobbed, but I was in no mood. “May I sit, please, Mistress?”“No.” she pulled me to her, rubbing her tits against mine, and grinding her pussy against mine, cupping my ass in her two hands and kneading them hard.She pushed me back onto the bed, moved me so my head was at the top, then whirled and placed her pussy over my mouth. She lowered her body onto mine, pinning me to the mattress, and proceeded to ravish me.And stopped…again…just before I could cum, but leaving the vibrator humming inside me. I moaned, put my hands on. She was shocked to see me outside. I thanked her with a doubtful look. She said “Ya welcome,” in a low voice and left in a hurry as if she didn’t know anything. I never dared to face her again. But I pleasured myself imagining her a lot of times.Coming to the present, I started thinking if she still remembers that incident or not.and how to face her and all. While I was thinking I got another call from an unknown number. She was Sarath’s mom, Shreya aunty. She introduced after I said hello and.