Haan momi eita kahi mo bia bhitare anguli bharti kari haleila.Aaaahhaa Raju chusi chusi khaija. Banda dekhi kahi taa banda ku patire purei khaili aau ...aju angulire mo bia ku genhu genhu senti ku jibhare chusi chusi khauthila.Naa Raju setiki thau. Genhi de.Haan momi.Aau genhila bele khali asambya katha hebu hela.Haan momi kahi Raju mo mela jangha majhire anthei basilaru mu banda ku tani tani mo bia bhitare bharti kari deli. Mo nalua aau mela bia bhitare bhush kina taa banda taa pasigala.Aaahhhaa. I could feel her legs kicking out from the consistent pressure of getting fucked in both holes, the leather of her boots rubbing against my hips and thighs. Just the thought of sandwiching Katie was enough to arouse me to no end; actually doing the deed was overwhelming to my lust.The three of us rocked on that creaking bed like a well-oiled machine, the only real movement coming from our thrusting hips, while Katie's legs thrashed amid the intense group sex as much as they were able between. However I felt about it, it was my duty to whatever I could to support him now, however difficult it felt.And I had done so for the whole, interminable duration of the weekend. As I looked at my watch I saw it was ten thirty in the evening on the very last night. Things had gone well; the final dinner was over; the speeches had been made and the awards given out.My husband had performed superbly throughout and I was proud of him. The speech he had made in tribute to the retiring Senior Partner. We sat close in the crowded restaurant and she slowly ran her hand up my thigh. I shuddered and she brushed my hair over my shoulder. She whispered "let's go to the car."We walked outside and as I got in the front passenger seat, she said "no, silly" and opened one of the back doors. I climbed into the back seat of her tinted SUV. She walked around to the other side and entered the back seat as well. Before I realized it, I was being pressed up against the door and her hands caressed my belly..