My wife is what I call a dirty cocksucker. She sucks me, she sucks my balls, she slaps her face with my cock, she slaps her breasts with my cock, she ...ags on my cock, she fingers my ass as she sucks me. I know her every touch and her ever sound. This was not her. So I could only assume it was her friend. Just then I was spun around and pushed to face the window and pushed up against it. My hands were moved to the front of me against the wall. I was leaning up against the window giving the. Now we used to meet in the library every day and had a bit of kissing and fondling. After a few weeks, I asked her for a blowjob. After a lot of denials again, she was convinced by me and we went into the Organic Chemistry section as I knew no one from the Organic Dept had turned up that day.We went inside but Raj was afraid. I consoled her for a few minutes first and then opened my zip and took my penis out. My penis was already hard as I was already fucking Raj in my mind. She half-heartedly. Quick!”He left the room. I wore a black transparent saree tucked below my hip. In addition to this I wore a silver waist chain that my husband gifted me for our 10th anniversary. My son and husband were waiting for me to finish dressing. When I came out not only my husband was mesmerized on seeing me.“Come on guys let’s go,” I said. They came back to senses. We started walking outside.“You look so hot,” my husband whispered in my ears. When driving Ashok was rubbing my thighs when my son was. It seems they didn’t know what to do with me. My foster parents had gone overseas, that was the reason I was in boarding school. A solicitor was responsible for all my affairs and my schooling was being paid for through his office. They claimed to have no contact with my mother. Everything got too hard so I remained at the school.”“How long were you at that school?”“For another year. I was brighter than average and in a year ahead of my age group. After school, I began a university course and.