When the taxi pulled up outside my house I could hardly believe my eyes. The garden and the house were cordoned off with tape bearing the legend 'Crim... Scene—Do Not Cross'. The gate to the back garden was off its hinges and the front door was open. I used my phone to take photos. I asked the taxi driver to wait while I packed a case. Walking straight through the tape, I entered my house. The sight was unbelievable. Downstairs the carpets had been ripped up and I could see two mechanical diggers. I eeuh... can't help it.... I feel soo... horny.....", when I slid another finger in her pussy, trapping her clitoris trapped between the two fingers.. "OOOOhhhwwww......... I eeuhhh... should not.. be doing... thisss....... OOOhhhhh..... Pleaseeee... make me cummmmm....." I could feel her pussy juice was dripping along my fingers, We could both hear the slushing sound of my fingers going in and out of her pussy. She put her feet wider apart and was bucking her pelvis... "OOOhhhw....... And I was fucking loving it. I am married but the extra martial affairs keep me alive. I am extra careful and extra slutty.He grabbed my boobs and pressed them , I could make it our of the squeeze and the movement , the bastard was going to cum.“Don’t cum inside me Rohit , put it anywhere but do not cum inside me”I did not know if he listened or not but he fucked me harder , god I love it when I get fucked hard , after couple a minutes. He cummed on my huge ass and pushed me on the bed , like. It was easily as long as the one now impaled in my ass, but a little less thick.I reached out to stroke the long thin dick, as Bud boy shoved his fat tool into my mouth, immediately bottoming out as his nuts bounced off my bearded chin."This fucker has no gag reflex, dude," Budweiser boy quipped as he began to power fuck my throat."I cured him of that nasty habit," said the guy who continued to pound my abused ass. "He's a deepthroat expert, man. And he's a fuckspert too. Look how his little.