" Well, consider yourself lucky," I sneered. "At least you have a wife to care about. So what is she upset about. Did you guys run out of people's liv...es to fuck up?" She's upset about you," he said calmly. "Sarah probably won't admit this, but she's in love with you." Whoah, I haven't seen or spoken to your wife since the day at the convention," I said. Both men laughed again."Of course you haven't," said Darryl. "She's very good at what we do. But she's always been within 10 minutes of you. “Yes please, My pussy is soaking wet waiting for you come over and lick me out and then fuck me like the dirty bitch I am” I replied. “In a minute I want you to hang up, lie down on the floor with your skirt up round your waist, and put your fingers inside your panties and up inside your pussy, and don’t remove them till I get there” he said. And with that he put the phone down. I replaced the receiver and lay down in the middle of the living room. I slowly hitched my leather mini skirt up. As she massaged her clit, her moans became muffled. I could see her biting her lower lip. I lean forward and whispered in her ear."Go ahead. You're a women being fucked by a hard cock. You have a right to scream."And scream she did. "Oh fuck, I'm cumming" she blurted out between gasps of breath. Her body started shaking again. I slid my cock all the way in and held it there while her body rattled through its orgasm. Gasping for breath, she looked up at me. I said nothing. There was nothing I. Ratire asibu. Mu palei asili. Dina sara bhauja nka katha bhabi bhabi muthi marideli. Tathapi ratire sapha hei tanka gharaku gali. Bhauja khata upare soi tv dekhuthile. Mu kabata banda kari khata upare basili. Mote dekhi bhauja muruki muruki hasuthile. Hele mo mana khali uchana heuthila kemiti bhauja bia ku karibi. Agaru kebe karinu. Na. Aji prathame karibi. Jaha kahiba sabu karibi. Mo godo dita bhari bindhuchi. Tike ghasi deba. Bhauja nka godo ku hatare dhari dhire ghasili. Mu ghasuthili bhauja.