Her name is Kamini (name changed). She is a south Indian and is a widow. Her husband expired 5 years back and is living with her son who studies in th... school. Since the day I have shifted there i had an urge to fuck her hard and my notorious mind started working a plan for the same.As time passed by our families came closer to each other and we used to hang around in each other houses quite often. She used to ask me to get her stuff from the market and even help her with the house hold stuff.. She said "No, but then I don't consider myself a dog's bitch either and you do. Its always been a turn on for me to watch you get fucked by him." My wife is seldom so blunt with words. Until the last few days, I could count on one hand the number of times she used the word bitch. She has not in the last three years called me that once, and now its been twice in twenty-four hours? It was a thrill and humiliating at the same time. Something strange was going on. I just stayed quiet to let her. I felt him pull his cock from my cunt and I was helped up and off the cock that was already slipping out of my arse. I was placed back on the bed in the kneeling position.Someone rang the bell and I waited for the silence to descend. I was very wet, used and I had certainly been fucked. Every part of my body, every hole had different juices coming out of it. I slipped a finger up my cunt and retrieved it to my mouth. I tasted him.I was still shaking as I lifted the blindfold. My lower regions. I don't want to sound heartless healready gets room and board and I am so generous I gave her a car and ano limit credit card. She can buy anything she wants. She lives apretty good life. Heather has it made, a beautiful bedroom her privatebath. Her closet is full of designer clothes. I mostly ignored herwhile she is working so she can get on with her house hold chores. Asfar I am concerned, it is a win, win situation," beamed Ellen.In response to Ellen's request, Heather hurried back.