" I have a question," she asked and I nodded my head, "Are you willing to let me do to you what you just did to me? Again?" She asked mischievously."D... I have to say yes in order to get you to move in?" I shot back.Her chuckle was soft and really sexy. Her voice was velvety as she replied, "No, you know better than that. Besides, I thought you enjoyed what I did to you." I did darling. I never thought in my wildest dreams I would find something like that enjoyable. I can't remember being so. His constant groaning was music that was only interrupted by a few snorts from time to time. I kept the pace to bend over so he could play with my boobs again. He tried to sit up to suck them but couldn’t, although his hands moved from my hips to my breast. I had my arms over his shoulders and grinding my pelvic enjoying his cock buried in me. Suddenly he pushed me straight up and told me to fuck him faster. Taking my hips, he forced me like a rag doll to fuck faster and faster.As I was. I didn’t know it was really you.““You thought I was the guy with the muscles, tattoos, and bald head? And you beat me with the wine glass to stop him?”“Water goblet.” She corrected.“In the middle of your orgasm…you smashed my head with a goblet because you thought I was somebody else?” A look of astonishment crossed his face as the full import of his wife’s ferocity finally sunk in. No matter what her biology was telling her to do, she wasn’t going to climax from another man. She just wouldn’t. Ghar par akela bore ho raha tha. Kya aap company dene ke liye aa sakte ho.”She said,”Kyu aunty aur saab kaha gaye.”I told her that they were out of station. Then she said that if she will manage then she will come and we disconnected the call. After that I had finish my lunch and was just watching TV and waiting for her having not much expection that she will come. At about 2 pm, I heard the door bell and opened the door. It was Swapna bhaabi in a light pink salwar suit and the duppatta on her.