Uski pith per thoda sa powder dala or bilkul halke hath se sahelane laga. uske pure badan me aag lag gayi.Woh palatna chahti thi per meine daba diya. ...ir meine dhire se towel khol diya. ueeeeee kya mast gaand thi uski. meine ue sidha hone nahi diya. or dher sara powder uske peiro per, pith per or gaand per daal diya. fir bilkul halke hath se powder pure pichhe k hisse me failane laga. woh siskariya le rahi thi machal rahi thi. fir meine use palta. usne mere upper attck hi kar diya. mere lips ko. I was speechless and frustrated about what I have done. I never saw such an expression in her eyes, man she was not lying when she got out from the bathroom I tried to convince her but her face was blemish and she didn’t talk to me that night and two days after that. Those two days were the worst in my life but third day somehow I convinced her and we start to live normally. Another month passed but my thought has evolved. I want to see my wife fucked by another men and this time I am planning. I noticed that Dave was sweating profusely, a large damp patch had appeared across his wide back and his brow was a mass of large droplets, hanging precariously below his hairline. This man was excited as hell. He had stopped taking pictures now and stood gawking directly at my wife's beautiful rear. Admittedly I found it quite exciting to see the effect she was having on him. "You lucky bastard," he whispered quietly enough so only I could hear. Pride crept into my now intensifying emotions.. Did that really happen she wondered as she rose up and started to walk back through the forest. As she walked the evidence of the event continued to drip down her legs and the cool air helped her pussy and arse to calm down but she was sore but content.Eventually she returned to her car and realised she barely had time to get home shower and collect the k**s, an hour later the three had been united and were sat over dinner discussing what they had done during the day, Hayley of course omitted a.