.. Ohhh, yeahhh... Shhh, relax, maybe you'll like it and you'll let all your little fag boyfriends take turns fucking you up the ass in my barn! Or... have you done that already? Fucking all your friends in the barn while I've been out breaking my back in the fields?" I growled into her ear.I continued bucking my hips at her, forcing her ass to swallow my prick meat, sweat forming on my brow from the overwhelming resistance of her tight rectum. It was almost too much, but I persevered. I. "Jeez, yes," he whispered, lips dry."My puss sure has missed you," she continued, slipping one hand down over her trim waist to find and trace the flare of her nubile hips. The hand moved down to her thighs -- and then she trailed one well- manicured fingernail up over the sensitive flesh of her upper, inner thigh until it reached the flat crease where the thigh joined her crotch. There that single digit moved forlornly up and down, lightly caressing the outer edge of her swelling labia as if. So he took some coke and put it on a piece of paper and got down between her legs. My wife said “I had a pretty major bush back then so he was having to separate the hair so he could get to my lips. I went ahead and helped him and we finally had it so my lips were 100% exposed. I was already really fucking wet. My lips were glistening. So he decided that the best way to do it was to put little pinches on another piece of paper and blow them on to my twat. So that was what he did. And it. I silently returned to the room and after 15 minutes my chichi saas came and found me awake so she asked why I am not sleeping and she was looking very weak and weepy and I said when I was returning from the toilet I saw everything and she broke in weep and told me my chacha Sasur is performing some kind of aghori rituals and consuming ganja and after that he fucks her mercilessly to get a child and he in that state is totally barbaric and does not care about her and she is weak and can’t take.