I was seeing in real-time a part of the process of Sharyn being warmed-up and fucked by another guy. I also got a clear view of Brian’s dick, the pl...asure-plunger that was just minutes away from slipping into my wife’s very tight but surely by now soaking wet pussy. As I had imagined earlier, his dick appeared to be a bit longer than mine, but now that stood hard and proud prior to the imminent insertion into Sharyn’s pussy, I could see it was also a bit thicker. The foreskin was partially. On one of my three day breaks Indrove over to visit him in the small house they were living with. Matt their two year old boy was a two,year old terror who decided to make breakfast the first morning zi was there and made a complete mess of the kitchen. We,d just finished cleaning things up and were sitting on the porch enjoying a cup,of coffee when a recent model Ford Mustang pulled up,and parked next to my car. A most stunning brunette wearing a brief well filled halter top, very short shorts. I was in the living room watching ESPN wearing a t-shirt and basketball shorts when she arrived to the sink. She looked over the breakfast bar and asked me a question about whether or not a certain dish was dishwasher safe. I proceeded to the kitchen beside her. Diana was wearing an older pink camisole that drooped well below her cleavage line, and matching pink shorts that barely covered her upper thighs. This was the first time I had seen Diana's almost-full legs in a long time. I knew she. I returned to the hotel and decided to find out Kalpana aunty by any means.In the next day I went to the school at the same time and began to wait keeping me hiding behind a tree. When Kalpana aunty came out from the school and left the place I went to the school get and asked a student “the woman went by rickshaw, who is she?” The student replied “Kalpana Aunt, our teacher.” I understood all, Kalpana aunty is serving in this school. I asked the student again, “Where does reside your teacher?”.