Anyway, back to this story. Sorry about two shortish chapters in a row. I was going to write a post-coronation sex scene but honestly I wanted to get ...his out quick-ish as sorry for taking so long on the last chapter. There will be a lot of plot next time, and a fair amount of sex, so that'll probably be longer. I normally aim for just over 4000 words, and this one's only just over 3000, so hopefully I'll get closer to 5000 next time (No promises though).I feel like I had something else to say. To wo boli isme kaun si baat hai me hi dikha deti hoon tujhko apni chuchiyan. Aur phir wo apni nighty utarane lai to meine kaha abhi nahin meri jaan.Tujhko me apne haaton se nanga karoonga to wo boli haan ye bhi theek hai mujhko nanga kerte samay tum acche se maje le lena meri jawani ke. Phir wo mere paas aa ker baith gayi aur mein uske badan ko chune laga. Aaj meri dil ki murad puri ho rahi thi. Uska badan waki me kafi gajab ka tha. Ekdum mulayam chikna. Usko sahlane me bahut maja aa raha tha.. I walked into the kitchen and got something to drink, then started to walk upstairs to our bedroom. As I got closer to our door, I heard a soft noise that I couldn't quite make out. I slowly opened the door to my bedroom just a crack. What I saw made me instantly hard. My wife, spread-eagle on the bed, naked, was using a vibrator to slowly fuck her hot, wet pussy. I could hear her wet pussy squishing as the vibrator worked its magic. She must've been doing this all afternoon because she. “Grab your lunch and sit with us so we can get to know you.”“So, um… you’re really Art’s girlfriends and live together?” Susan asked as we got seated with our lunches.“Yes. I’m still not certain if I should be proud of him for that paper or upset that he wrote about us,” Morgan said. She leaned over and kissed me to take the sting out of her words. I was really worried that I’d betrayed our trust when Professor Denham started reading that paper to other classes. Most people still didn’t know it.