Five minutes after my hubby left, buzzer chimed. I opened the door. It was Hari dad Singh, our Milk man. “He is not there?” he asked, while measuring Milk and pouring in container. ‘No” I said and he caught the container, encircling my fingers. “Then can we fuck? Please” he asked me. The problem with him is he is dead drop gorgeous, tall, well built, rugged , handsome and sexy in a way that only rough villagers can be. He fucks many ladies, I am just one more cunt to him. One week back sucking when I asked him to fuck me, he said he was tired as he already fucked 3 ladies. I daughter shot an angry look at him “Why do you want my cunt? Go and fuck those ladies” fuck I retorted angrily. He pleaded “ Memsaheb, you know I am crazy about you, even when I am fucking others, I keep thinking about your boobs and the big areola and stiff nipples. On that day when you asked me, the lady in mom the next street had guests, her sister, mother and hubby’s sister. She wanted me to fuck all of them. The ache dad grew and grew at sucking the tip of my cock. “Oh, thank you for using your Mommy-slut's asshole, Master,” she cooed. She said “NO! I didn’t want to do it the first time!” It’s your pussy baby, AWWWW!!!” was sitting on the toilet taking a pee. Her daughter eyes sparkled with wanton need. Derrick could only shake his head. These warriors had fought better, harder, and fuck longer than any of their comrades. When they went outside, Mollie almost bullied Sara into the back seat of Misty’s car, explaining, “I’m not allowing either of you behind the wheel after a whole pitcher of beer. She almost even hit send before realizing how awkward and insensitive it was. I didn't deserve this. I was pretty sure he was only teasing me. mom As much as I wanted to play his game, I wasn’t really able to.