Had she done it? Had she actually gone out and fulfilled my fantasy? Had she really made love with another man, or had she just sat in a lounge somewh...re sipping on a drink and waiting for last call and closing time? I would soon know.It had been a fairly quick thing, everything happening in the space of three days. I'd had the fantasy of her fucking another man for years, but I'd never told her about it. We had a good marriage and I loved her, so I hadn't wanted to do anything that would cause. I think his monster was about 5 to 6 inches long and was a quiet thick as a scooter handle. I was exited and my cunt had started juicing. He slowly put his hands on my shoulder and started feeling my breast which was stiff. He could not do much as it was a bus and did not want to alter any unwanted attention. I was gently stroking his penis probably for about an hour and we were already at the outskirts of Bangalore. I cursed the driver for being fast and the traffic that was not present that. His large balls hung below, round and full. It had been a long time since we had sent Max out for stud services, so I knew that a massive load of cum churned in his bag. His cocked swayed slowly back and forth, hinting of its impressive weight. Rigid and red, dripping with precum, it was a fearsome weapon to have aimed at a young girl's snug virgin pussy. This rape would surely be more than my body could withstand!"No Max, No! Please...Bad doggy." I called out, attempting to reason with him.. "It's done."The next day, Michelle went over to James' apartment. Knocking on thedoor, a red haired woman answered the door. "How are you, Michelle?" shesmiled."Do I know you?" Michelle asked confused."It's me Jaime. I know I did my hair, but you should at least recognizemy face," she said annoyed."Right," Michelle said and looked over Jaime's face. She appearedsimilar to James like his sister. Michelle then noticed a ring onJaime's finger."Where did you get that?" Michelle asked.