I tasted my husband. Cheyenne smiled and kissed me back. Her sharp little nose, pouting lips and innocent blue eyes gave me the shivers. I looked at h...r large tanned areolas and hard nipples. She fucking enjoyed my husband’s wonderful touch, the bitch.“Can you continue?” I asked.“Of course. What’s next?”“You ride him, cowgirl style, and catch his load on your tits.”“Cool.”“Dick, my love, can you get it up?” I grabbed his raging hard-on.“What a question.” He pulled my face towards his and gave. She nods slowly to him and walks to her room. She closes the door slightly behind her as she starts to change for bed. She crawls under the covers and closes her eyes drifting slowly to sleep. She cuddles up to the pillow that was given to her to sleep with. The next morning her master comes to wake her up. He shakes her lightly and looks down at her. Since she did not wake up he took his belt that was d****d over his massive shoulder and spanked her as hard as he could she woke up and looked. I felt ashamed, what a slut I had been, but before leaving I said, ‘Karthik, it’s now or never”. He kept silent and I turned around to walk back. I suddenly felt a pair of hands embracing me from back and he was kissing on my back neck.I could also feel his dick piercing in my crack as both of us were in thin clothes. I was in my nighty and he was in his Dhoti ( what most south Indians wear ) His hands were now reaching to touch my globes, I didn’t know if it could contribute to global warming,. I was just cruising along in anticipating of an enjoyable night ahead at home, when all of a sudden Maya unbuckled my seatbelt and started to open my pants. Once she got my button open and pulled my zip down, she started tugging on my pants. Though I was horny as hell and desperately wanted a release, I was worried of being stopped by the cops as our house was still quite a distance away. But when your dick is straining to get out and there is a hot horny woman hungry for it, all reasoning.