“Not till we get home I’m afraid, you can eat your fries.” was Eddie’s reply.Secretly she’d hoped that would be his answer. As she rested ba...ck, her hand traced down to rest on her upper thigh. She could feel her pussy getting wetter as they passed lorries and coaches, wondering if they could see down from their higher vantage points into the car and see her naked body. Her fingers brushed along her clit and she sucked in her breath quickly. She could feel her juices dripping out of her pussy,. Either I call the police and you spend the next 7-15 years in Federal prison, lose your child, your jobs, your homes, and all that you know, then come out as ex-cons and TRY to find some kind of work that will keep you from starving to death. Not a pretty picture, I don't think. Or you can become my slave sluts in which case I own you and you will do what I want, when I want, and how I want. I will give you the assurance that I will not do anything that is against the law, or anything that will. Aur mai mausi aur nishu ko lita kar unke upar hi let gaya aur nishu mujhe kiss karne lagi. Aur maine bhi usse khoob kiss kiya.Phir todi der baad maine mausi se kaha mausi agar aapki permission ho to mai nishu ki bhi chudai karoo.To mausi ne kaha ki ha chodd de in dono randiyo ko bhi.To maine nishu ke boobs dabane shuru karr diya jab wo poore mood me aagayi to maine uusse bhi choddma shuru karr diya aur mausi ko kiss bhi karne laga aur didi bhi mausi ki chut me ungli karr rahi thi aur hum sab. I'll text ASAP."I looked at my watch and it was 7:30pm. I enjoyed a drink and then ordered dinner. I casually talked to a few other patrons, at the bar, the time passed quickly. It was 10:00 before I knew it, so I paid my tab and walked the 2 blocked to the Marriott. I picked up the note that my wife left for me. In the envelop was the card key and a piece of paper with the perfect imprint of her lipstick-covered kiss. I took a seat at the lobby bar, facing the row of elevators and held a.