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I got angry this morning because his mom spilled haldi all over the kitchen. Well i got angry because i cant be angry on her, she is old. I got angry because i just deep cleaned the kitchen last night. I got angry and fired up at my husband because we have no option than to keep his parents becausr they are old but i feel like a maid here. Cleaning the bathroom, keeping the house clean. If i would be alone without his parents i wouldn’t have to do all this extra work. I would be deep cleaning once a week and my house will still look clean as fuch but here i am feeling lile people taking advantage of me. I am actually not angry but dissappointed at myself, at my life, where i have brought myself. I don’t want to take all this pressure, i can’t stand untidyness or anything dirty, i feel like a house should be clean to feel like home but his parents do not understand that. I feel like they do not give a f*** that i am cleaning it and also its their responsibility ad well to keep it clean and tidy, i brush their sandals so that the floor of the house remain clean. Still the house doesn’t stay clean though we remain indoor only and wr stay in aprtment. I mean what is wrong man. I am so frustrated, this is not the life that i wished for. I am doing this because this is my house why dont they also behave the way that its their house as well. I mean i cant think of having a chilf because of his parents becausr they will drive me crazy and i dont want to be angry or frustrated because of someone else but i feel like people are taking advantage of me. I can’t even keep the house as they keep it because it only makes my mood off and depressed. I like clean house.
I am so fruatrated, i know its just haldi stain but i dont want to do it, i just did last night qnd its making me feel miserablr and helpless cause i am the one to do it, i’ll have to do it anyway.

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My husband always watches p*** and said he fantasized about me being with a b******** man. On vacation in a bar , I noticed a muscular young black guy watching me. I’m 28, 120 lbs with perky breasts. I started thinking about the fantasy and was getting a bit aroused. My husband was really drunk and I knew he was ready to call it a night. I told the black guy our room number in the hotel, he said he was on the same floor. I asked him to meet me in the hallway. As soon as we entered the room my husband hit the bed, I knew he was out for the night. I removed my p****** and bra and put on a short skirt, I was really going to do this. He was waiting for me in front of his room and pulled me inside rather quickly. He wasted no time kissing me and pulling off his pants revealing his huge manhood. He layed me on the bed and forced his large p**** into my mouth. I was scared because this was happening too fast. He forced it down my throat and I began to gag. After a few minutes, he pulled up my dress around my stomach and saw my tight little p****. He spread my legs and forced his big d*** into my wet hole . It hurt ,but he buried it deep inside me. I begged him to stop but he kept thrusting me. Soon I started getting used to the size and it started feeling very good. I begged him to f*** me good as I grabbed his balls. He was making me c** so hard. He had his way with me for about an hour and I had never had that many orgasms. He finished in my mouth and I eagerly swallowed every drop. I went back to the room, barely able to walk. My husband was still passed out. I get so h**** now when he fantasizes about a black man using me. He has no idea

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