At Ooty Sridhar came nnd told me “look you idiot you cant satisfy your wife that why we all have come to help you in this hour of need so lets share...her while you watch and learn from us. i was helpless. Shanti too was excited to get screwed by the gang. i too was finally getting excited by the fact that my wife was going to be eaten by others in my presence and they were going to enjoy her on my honeymoon. That night they all tossed as to who would go first into the room with Shanti and it was. It seems she’s just as terse as I am in the morning, though a lot nicer looking.I turn back to look at the sea. The smooth surface of the bay is painted with images of Julia and her lover, intimately joined, smirking at me. Shit.I hear my unwanted guest coming up on deck. Now that she’s had her coffee, she’ll be all perky and happy and want to talk, about stuff I either don’t care about, or don’t want to talk about. And she’ll smile that fashion-model beautiful smile, don’t forget that. Shit. I. The first picture had been less than explicit, at least in one sense. This picture was explicit in a way that went straight to my cock, wanting to be either man. It was clear that Rosie was sucking the cock of the man with his finger at her slit, feeling the cock fucking her.My cock was pressing so good against my jeans, with the next picture being equally hot. This was the sort of group sex that had always turned me on, but seeing a woman I knew get used like this was unbelievable - and so. Held there until her husband stuck two of his fingers into her pussy, collected some moistness, and pronounced that, yes indeed, he did still taste her lover's cum from the previous day's playdate . She remembered, and her thoughts came randomly: how he had at first, kissed her and bit her lips gently, while caressing her back, and feeling tingles run up and down her spine; and then how he wrapped his long arms around her and pulled her into him, so she could feel his heartbeat and mAke her.