I was looking at Kavita’s slim body and her ass. She was wearing a tight salwar suit.Auntie saw me looking at her and became jealous. She was lookin... at me angrily. I smiled at her and pointed my finger towards my dick which was hard to anticipate a new pussy. I stood up and went into my room, and asked her to follow.Auntieji came in shortly. Without thinking too much, I pulled my shorts down, exposing my long, hard, thick dick to her, and asked her to suck it. She became scared that Kavita. Bizarrely the beer in the fridge did not replenishment itself, in an otherwise almost perfect country. Unfortunately my mate couldn’t think of an excuse and struggled off the couch following his arse and cunt naked wife into the bedroom. Some movement between bathroom and bedroom, 30 minutes later they emerged asked where to go for dinner, I suggested the roof top restaurant a short walk away. His wife took a swig of my beer and planted a heavy weight kiss on the lips leaving her scent on my. But I had another plan in mind. I had carried some robes and tapes with me and wanted to try out bondage with her. But she had no clue what I was upto. I had to slowly work things out since she might not like my idea and the idea of forcing her to do things was exciting me more.We slow settled on the bed on top of each other and I was busy fingering her and she was moaning loudly. The I stopped and asked her to stay still with eyes closed. She obliged. I took a scarf and blindfolded her. She. Her gasps matched the same rhythm that I slid my cock in and out of her body. Every time I entered her, she would gasp again. Her sagging mature tits waved back and forth across her chest in a hypnotic manner. Seeing them jiggle and shake only made me want to ravish her harder, for both of our pleasures. Beads of sweat began to form around her face and nose.I held onto her shoulders and she grabbed my arms while we had sex. The lust between us was unbelievable. Things only became more intense.