It has not even been a week since we got married, and now my husband, a petty businessman, does not even wear a dress inside the house, and in front of my father and mother-in-law, he is serving me with courage and dignity, as if he has done me some great favor. My father-in-law cannot bear to see me treating my husband so badly inside the house. He is worried that he will fall at my feet. I understand that too. Let him lie there and suffer, I am amused. I gradually realize that the time has come to make my husband know that his father is also my slave. If not, I understand that he will start to see his son as an enemy.
One evening, we went to the temple. That was the first time I took my husband and I out of the house. We told those who asked that this was my daughter-in-law, and that she could not come to the wedding, so we had come to see her. This was the first time my husband had fallen on my feet in front of so many people in the outside world. My mother was laughing with her mouth shut. My father-in-law was worried that we would fall on our feet like this.
We arrived early. My mother had told me that she would go straight to her house after listening to the Katha Kalatsepam that was going on there. When I arrived and was sitting on the hall sofa, my husband, Ammanama, took off all his clothes and ran in front of me, knelt down in front of me as usual, and started licking my sandals. Since I was sitting cross-legged as usual, he had licked only one of my sandals. My father-in-law saw all this, couldn't bear it, and he was so upset that he put his hand inside his vagina.
Seeing that, I scolded my husband in a rather loud voice, saying, "If you're licking one of my sandals like this, who will come and lick my other sandals, your father?" The next moment, the elder, my father-in-law, the big boss, couldn't control himself, threw off his vagina, ran to my feet like a madman. He knelt down, picked up my other leg, placed it on his throbbing penis, bowed down, and started licking it.
My husband, his son, was shocked to see that. He shouted, "What are you doing, father?" He was not in a position to listen to all that. He had forgotten himself and was busy with his work (licking my sandals). What was my husband looking at? What was going on here? I put my hand on my lips and gestured for him to be quiet. Then I waved him to continue with his work. As if he saw his father, he started licking my feet again.
Now the father and the son were licking my sandals one by one. A big boss and his son, a small boss, who were working near the gold mine, were not ashamed at all in front of a maid of their age and lower status, without any pride or arrogance like a bully, they knelt down at the feet of a little girl and licked her sandals, one by one, like a dog.
The father-in-law is at one foot with his daughter-in-law, who is half his age, and on the other hand, the husband is kneeling at the feet of his eight-year-old little girl, licking her sandals. I don't know if it will happen anywhere, but now she is walking at my feet. I am enjoying it. They both lick each other like dogs, and their dicks are only good for real amps.
After a while, when they come to their senses, I make them both kneel at my feet and say, "There is nothing to hide anymore, I have said that, and I will tell them their old story." The father is stunned to hear about the hardships the boy has faced abroad, and the boy is also stunned to hear how the father has approached me before. Then the two adults fall at my feet again and bow down. I place my hand on both of their heads as if blessing them.
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