I said “apne haath se hold kar ke daalo” she held my cock with one hand and tried to guide it in but failed. She was getting frustrated but I said...“ek baar fir dekh lo video” sitting there I handed her the tab and she had a brief look at the video and handed back and settled again to retry. Once again she hardened my cock with her handed and positioned her pussy near it. She lifted herself and with one hand positioned my cock at her love hole. And gradually lowered her. It was going in slowly.. Any man would be lucky to have me. I am proud of myself. I am. I walk over to him and see how he smiles at me. He’s kind of cute. I want him. I want to love him. I give him a hug and listen to his heart pound. He touches my chin ever so lightly, gently raising my lips to meet his. I feel wonderful. He holds me as if he cannot live without me. I feel pride bursting from within. I can treasure him and he can protect me. I hold him tighter. He turns me around. I feel him kissing my lips. He’s. Her hand was groping her sister's big tits as their tongues intertwined.They were interrupted by the slightly embarrassed waitress bringing us our food. They laughed nonchalently, as they gathered their composure a bit. We dove into our meals, apparently famished from our early morning exercise. It wasn't long before the plates were clean, but the girls ordered another round of drinks. Their laughter again escalated. "Do you wanna know somethin'?" Mya asked with slightly slurred speech. I had great fantasy of seeing my wife being fucked by someone else. I had tried to talk her into it but she was adamant. The more I read sex stories, the more determined I became. I began posting my stories online too to make up for my fantasies.Then I got a mail from Babu.He appreciated my stories. I send him a mail with one line –"Are you interested in fucking my wife?"From there we developed a new unheard relation. At first he thought I was joking, then when he agreed I was reluctant – could.