We had a discussion when he came home that afternoon. Does he do everything so quickly?”
“He certainly does, don’t you Gerald?” I opened my legs and pointed to my pussy. Bhabhi sex I felt a tingle deep within my pussy as I began what I hoped would be an incredible orgasm. I massaged his organ and it was only seconds before he was hard—harder than I’d seen him in years. I really do hope I don’t have to punish you at such a joyous time for us.”
Gerald held his head low, whispering softly in his fear, “No, Mistress…sorry, Mistress…uh…I mean Marge.”
I lifted his chin and brushed away his tear before leaning down to kiss him. I was afraid he might act irrationally or become an unwitting target for some scam artist. “Hi, Marge,” Bill Sergeant began, “How are you doing?
