I have a habit of roaming around the bus stand for half an hour to look for any married females standing lonely. I try to go and sit near them, look a... them and have fun. But things haven’t gone good for me till yesterday.Yesterday also I was roaming for 15 min and was looking at a couple. There was a lady around 40 years old wearing a pink saree with nice structure. I was looking at her. She too knew that and was looking at me even when her husband was sitting next to her. But suddenly both of. They broke their embrace only to hold hands and return to Dan.“Wow, do you two know how incredibly beautiful and sensual you looked together?” He complimented, hugging and kissed them.“I think we do,” Vicky grinned, looking at his semi-hard cock.“I want to try with Vicky,” Angie blushed, embracing her and leading her to sit down. Dan sat beside Angie, smoothing a hand over her soft skin.Arms went around the other but hands couldn’t remain still. Light, soft kisses soon became long and. My wife’s pert little ass in the air and the back of her head bobbing up and down on my rigid member. I could see her pussy was swollen and wet and those skimpy little knickers couldn’t hide the fact. I reached out over her back, gently pulling the underwear, all the while looking in the mirror opposite. Her plump, open pussy glistened through the soaked material and the edges of her little dirt-box were just visible in the dim light of the hotel room. She let out a horny moan while deep. Little could I have known at the time that it would be the last time I would ever hold her in my arms.*As the saying goes, “all good things must come to an end.” For the four of us, that ending came unexpectedly, and all because of just six words.Kathleen had the day off, and was running errands in the area where Ron and Charlotte lived. It was a busy day for her, but she thought it would be fun to meet Ron for lunch. As Charlotte was working, it was just the two of them dining at a restaurant.