"I'll take another one," she said. Bill dealt her a 7 and she sighed. "Busted," she said, turning her bottom card over and revealing a 9. Bill smile... and dealt again. This time Ann didn't bust, but Bill got 20 points and she only got 18. Three more hands and she still hadn't won one. "You're pretty good, aren't you?" she asked as he won yet another hand. "He's not so good," Jill said. "We beat him and Bob all the time." "Only sometimes," Bob said. "When was the last time you beat us?". She grabs your ass and gives it a firm *smack* before spreading your cheeks apart. Her fingers brush over your asshole before coming to rest between your dripping wet pussy and my cum covered balls... With one finger she gathers your juices and reaches forward, inserting it into my mouth for me to taste. Both hands this time return to your ass to play with your swollen, soaked pussy lips. Her fingers begin to trace up and down my cock as it slides in and out of you, a couple of her fingers. More than half an hour has passed they were still inside.I was getting all kinds of images in my mind. How was Reddy fucking my wife in there? What position were they in? I wanted to see them, but I couldn’t find any hole. I slowly walked back to my seat and closed my eyes.Now I was feeling guilty that why did I force my wife to fulfill my fantasy. The plan was that I should be enjoying seeing Kavita get fucked, but instead, I felt jealous of Reddy. I must have closed my eyes for a few seconds. I was under the impression she was busy so wasn,t expecting her to call in till Sunday. Being a rare hot Saturday afternoon I was sat in our rear garden getting some sun dressed in only brief underpants with glasses, a few hardcore porno magazines and a cold drink. I knew I could have a wank undisturbed as the large willow tree made our garden remote and it overlooked by any ear house, the only way anyone could see in was to go to the fence and then look over and the only garden one could do.