C Fool Kar Diya Or hum andar Jaha Pe photokhichne ka room hota hai vaha chale gaye or mene us hugh kiya or vo bhi mujhe jor se hugh karke Mujhe Kiss k...ya ..Or Vo meri jibh ko bar bar apne muh se chus rahi thi mano swarg ki fiiling aa rahi thi.Fir mene milpa ke boobs dabate huve kiss kiye ja raha tha jab uske boobs dabaraha tha to milpa bahot garm ho rahi thi kyuki jab me uske boobs daba raha rha tab suki gharm sanso ka mujhe apne face pe mahesoos ho rahi thi or vo kiss karte vaqt mere hotho ko. Seeing her gaze my hard cock made it twitch slightly which brought a sexy smile to her face. “Can I watch you masturbate it?” she asked me in a sexy tone. I was so turned on. I had known this woman for many years and had often fantasised about her, I’d even wanked over her a couple of times, and now she was asking me to jerk off in front of her. I didn’t really feel I was in a position to refuse, and besides I didn’t really want to so instead I stammered an approval. “Wait here for a sec” she. No one was not there so I decided to eat dinner at our favorite place. It had been some time since we had been in, the place had changed (not for the better). The crowd was younger, rougher and mostly drunk on their asses. There had been a fight at the far end of the room just after I was seated and the place never really settled down afterward. I liked the fact that they sat me at the end of a long row of booths, it was quieter back here.They were seated together on the same side of the table. The usual spam and day to day emails were nestling in my account and there second from the top was an email from my slut of a wife with a large cache of attachments. Clicking on the file I opened the mail and instantly 30 jpeg files began to load. My head was in turmoil. Did I really wish to see pictures of my wife acting the total slut taking someone else’s cock and almost worshiping the erect phallus? As the first few pictures began to clear and focus I could not believe my eyes.My wife was.