A lovely end to a glorious, Happy Birthday !! (or was it?) When we got back to the house we were staying in, my Sensei asked me if I had liked my pre...ent, I said oh yes, of course and gave him a long hard kiss, pushing my tongue deep into his mouth. He then said he had another surprise for me and switched on the telly, there on the screen was the filthy action from the training hall earlier that night. I didn’t realise that he had been recording the whole, depraved, scene. We lay there. I was 25 years old and only son of my parents. I got married to Geeta about six months ago. Like most Indian marriage this was an arranged one. But now, I considered myself a lucky guy to be her husband. Not only she was sexy and beautiful, she was a person with a very pleasant personality. My parents and other family members immediately fell in love with her. As her husband what I liked most about her, beside being gorgeous, was that she loved to fuck. We both had limited sex experiences. And Neha who behaved like my bestie actually used to bitch about me to Sameer and instigated Arman to have me. Right from the ‘pics in shorts’ to the ‘busted in the farmhouse’ thing was because Neha and Sameer instigated Arman and he tried to prove himself every time. That was answer to all the questions which I had. Arman was a bigger looser than what I thought. He desperately opened that bedroom door in towel to prove them he got naked with me and portray that he got me laid. LOOSER that was. Her hands were all over me. The next thing I knew she was unzipping my fly and had my dick out. She dropped to her knees and started to suck me. Her warm, wet mouth was heaven. She would suck tightly and then let it go, following it by licking up and down the shaft. I was getting close to cumming with her magical mouth. I pulled her away and sat her up on the trunk of the patrol car. She hiked up her skirt and I found she had no panties on. I found that she was shaved as clean as a.