I lean towards your soaked lips as you step out of your clothes, but you push my head away and sit on the edge of the bed. I stand and face you, as yo... reach for me, I brush your hands away. I back away a few steps and undress for your viewing pleasure. Slow and seductive, I pull my shirt over my head and then undo my belt, the button on my pants, the zipper, I pull the pants down and my hard cock springs up and flops around in my midnight blue silk boxers. I slip into the fog and shadows and. After eating, Shelly took my wife shopping, which left Lita home with me. “Mike, it is time we fucked.” She was naked in front of me. Her hair was down, long to the middle of her back, jet black, and her body made me breathless. Great tits, nice round small butt, and a face that could cause a man to beg. “Undo them,” she said as she pulled on my pants. They were off and so were my boxers. Lita is on her knees, between my legs, “Can you concentrate Mike with the TV on? I turned if off. Her. I am also having fantasies of wife getting fucked by someone else in front of me, but I know that mine fantasy cannot be a real one. But, my fortune changed I got the opportunity to turn my fantasy into a real one….Now the real story begins, as you know that , after giving birth to a child ,Indian women have got a tendency to get fatty at their tummy, so my also get few extra pound at her tummy, after the birth of my 2nd son, that fat has changed my life as well as my wife’s.Let the story. It was a good feeling; it definitely stoked my ego to be right on the edge of ‘too big’. I ran my fingernails over her ass while she sat motionless on my cock, running up across her exposed back. She moaned as her skin erupted in goosebumps, clearly she liked that. She leaned forward and began to rock. Accelerating slowly she began to take me, backing off before sliding all the way down. I could feel her cervix bump against my tip, she gasped every time. “Fuck that feels good” she murmured, her.