It wasn’t even clean mud, but had manure from a variety of animals mixed in with it. The air was ripe with the odor of shit, spoiled food, and human...activities.In the middle of the town, a two wheeled cart pulled by an ox had sunk to its axle. Even the ox had sunk into the mud. It was struggling to pull the cart free while the drover was whipping it. The cart wasn’t the only one stuck in the mud. There were two others that were in just as bad of a situation, but the drovers had unhitched the. But I knew they released me because it had gone on long enough and it was time to satisfy big black turgid cock. I could tell that Biggus was in mymy mouth immediately by the taste of his mammoth man spreader. Sothat huge hot slick knob sliding in my anus must be Tyrone. SLAP! I groaned as the crack on my butt. Yup, only Tyrone spanks mewhile he fucks me. I couldn't deepthroat Biggus as much as I tried, but Tyrone eventually sank balls deep in me, making me writhe and groan, wriggling. So this is a story about my girlfriend Roshni (name changed). We had a lovely sex life when I was in Kolkata but it all stopped when I had to shift to Odisha for my Post Grads and later to Delhi for my job. Often while having sex or while engaging in phone sex I used to fantasize her in some group sex. I had even proposed her the idea of arranging for a group sex, but as any other Indian woman she was shy. But this did not hamper our sexual courses. In fact while having sex if I made her to. Her much larger D cups seemed to be surprisingly firm and relatively sag free and it was only with the greatest self control that I avoided grabbing a big handful to investigate them a bit more closely. It had taken the patience of a Saint not to strip and ravish her before now, and by Thursday evening my balls were just itching for relief. The sight of Marsha coming out of my bathroom wearing only a tiny see-through nightgown evaporated any final remaining vestiges of self control."I decided.