(bloody bitch, bloody whore)Angrily he tugged at the the rest of her clothes . My wife held his hands as he was trying to remove her sari.?Gopal, main...bheek mangti hoon, mukhe chordo? my wife pleaded ?please, aisa mat karo. Mera zindagi barbaad mat karo?(Gopal, I beg you, please leave. Don?t do this. Don?t spoil my life)Gopal was like a predator who was in no mood to leave his prey. Indeed my wife looked like a helpless prey as Gopal pushed away my wife?s hand, but my wife clung on to her sari.. I never fail to be surprised and just how perfect her lips and tongue feel around me. I slide down her body with my lips squeezing and pinching her breasts at the same time. Then I find myself tasting her sweet, wet and perfectly formed pussy – I never tire of the sweet taste and the feel of her throbbing on my lips. She begs to come. “No not yet.” I take her to the edge and stop each time – she is struggling again the straps. I tease her with the end of my cock and then suddenly I push in deep. She said “U can ask anything”. I said “your chest is in good size, whenever I see u I feel like touching that”. She just laughed and said “what else”. Ohhh. I said “I want to have relationship with u”. She said “relationship means we are related now. You are teacher and I am your student”. And I said “physical relationship”. She was silent for some time and She said ” I know that whenever u teaching on computer u use to touch my chest. Even I liked that” .oh .what feeling that was. I surprised.. She sat down next to them on the grass and looked out at sea as the heat from the sun warmed and dried her.”Hello”said a voice from behind her.Danielle was startled and spun round where she was sitting to see who spoke.there stood a tall elderly man,his skin looked like it was made from brown leather.Where Danielle sat his large cock looked at her straight in her face.Danielle tried to ignore the large cock and looked up at the old mans face.”Hi”she said .”Are you enjoying the beach?”he.