Not just this time, but all the other times too. Finally, once when we were alone, I just had to speak to her about it."Ma, everyone's asking the same...question here. They all wonder if you're thinking about letting him come home again. Nobody wants you to do that ma. He shit all over you. If he really cared anything about you at all, he couldn't have treated you that way. He doesn't love you anymore ma, hasn't he made that clear to you yet?" My mother's shoulders were shaking and she was. They both climax at the same time, his wife screaming and squirming with her orgasm, and him relishing the thought of Tina and seeping his cum into her. The phone rings which brings them both back to reality. Mark pulls out of his wife and wipes himself up quickly, he plants a kiss on his wife’s head and rushes to the phone. ‘Tina … How are you?’ He almost whispers. He takes the phone to his wife and signals that he’s going to take a shower. I can’t believe I just fucked my wife while thinking. After 4 years we parted and he went back to Coonur near Ooty and I came back to Madras. I am a 6’ 2” tall dark complexioned guy with a well endowed thick cock (8.5” and when horny it looked even big and wild!). During college days when Diwakar played all night with my cock when I was sleeping and drank me dry he used to say that I was the only person who understood him and he even said that he loved me very deeply. I used to tell him to keep those feelings to himself as I felt a little odd.His. ‘I even thought about shooting him, but everybody knows I’m his enemy, there’s no way I could get away with it. Maybe I’ll do it anyhow.’ ‘No, don’t. He’s already screwed up your life, if you do something like that you’d get hurt even more. But maybe I can do the hurting. Now, this is important. Does any here know you and I are good friends, and that I’ve been coming here weekends, and that you’ve visited me at my place?’ ‘I don’t think so. Most of the outside of work friends I have here are.