While I was getting a few rewards by taking off the clothes of the other wives here and there, it was the other husbands in the chairs who were really...having fun.They were rubbing their hands over the wives' tops, bras and tits while rubbing their hands all over the women's crotches. The groping was free for everyone and no one seemed to mind their partner rubbing up against each other.My focus was on my own wife and the live show she was putting on for me. She was stunning and really. I used to stay in a hostel in Hyderabad. Everything was going fine. One day a new admission was taken in our class. I later came to know about it.A girl joined. She is the heroine of the story. Her name is Sweety. When I looked at her for the first time, I got blown by seeing her face that is such a cute and chubby. When she smiled she got a dimple on her cheek and her body is damn hot with a good figure (32-26-34). I was waiting for a chance to talk with her. To my surprise, she came and sat. "Well, thanks for that anyhow. But my God, Richard..." Yeah. So you owed Spook a lot more than even you realized. And you got to know him better than anybody, and to you he was just your friend. To me, though..."He paused for a moment. I simply waited, still shakily adjusting to the idea that some people in my government had wanted to kill me."Jack, that day you told me, at your house, I was flat scared. Sure, he blew me off when I said it. I remember every word, 'if I wished to do this'—he. .....how do I, errrr....}Sensing my difficulty she reaches down and handles my stiffness between our bodies, she guides it to her love-nest, holding it in position, rubs it up and down her pussy lips then in one movement she launches herself towards me, letting out a faint cry as I feel the tip of my penis enter her. With her hand still in its position she continues raising her hips off the bed until she has reached half way up my shaft and starts humping herself on me. She then moves out from.