Then to my horror, I realized my cock was still hard and erect and it was poking behind my towel.”What were u doing jack” She asked.I had no answer to that question. “Have you kept your home clean”Saying this she went to my bedroom.My undie was lying there, and quite a few cum was lying on the floor.” What’s this smell” Saying this she started keeping clothes in the proper places.I quickly took this chance and hide my undie.”Today you come to my home for dinner” Saying this she left.I was not sure what had happened right now.Everything happened so fast and I was afraid that she would tell my mom about all this.I closed the door and slept as it is. At 10 I got up wore my tracks and t-shirt and left for her home.She opened the door.As always she looked beautiful but today was special.She wore yellow saree with orange blouse.She had a red sindoor on her forehead, her mangal sutra lying in her cleavage, bangles on her hand and pink lipstick.”Come inside” she said.I couldn’t see any sign. The man beside me was in his mid 40's and looked after himself. He slowly rose and moved closer to the action, edging his way along the wall and finally settling beside the naked action. He reached out and stroked her back softly as she moaned and writhed around in the lap of the figure, her body laden with kisses and caresses while she was pleasured inside and out.Finally a loud groan filled the air as the figure came hard inside her, jerking on the bench as his creamy fluid sprayed deep inside my wife and dribbled into view and down his cock. Her pussy was so wet as she rode him slowly and whispered "I'm almost there". She slid back and forth against his pelvis as her moans rose, and the figures cock didnt, he slipped out, already oozing with cum as she held onto him tight hoping to cum again.It wasnt happening, they kissed and she felt his tired cock, rubbing her fingers along it's length and covering them in hot sticky fluid. She dismounted and noticed the hand belonging to the.
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