Please give me your dick. Please fuck your whore master” she screamed in pleasure.I knew she was doing it to tease her cuckold husband. I thrusted m... dick inside her pussy and started pounding her slowly. My balls hit her crotch every time I inserted.The room was filled with thap thap sounds in no time. She moaned at top of her voice as her cuckold hubby watched his wife getting fucked in doggy style on the floor by a younger man.I increased the pace of fucking this kinky Indian wife. I held. ‘Kneel on the seat, facing the chair. Put your head on the top of the back,’ I instructed. In that position, a line of men got into her ass and pussy while I treated her face like a glory hole. On my knees near her head, I helped the men who wanted to cream her cheeks or come in her mouth. She coaxed each man until his cock spurted cum, then licked or sucked it all down. Vicky was the center of attention, but men found multiple ways to use me to get off. My hair was pulled to turn me in the. She let the material fall around me, and I returned to licking her. I loved the sensation of being there, in semi darkness, my hair caressing her thighs, hearing her soft encouraging moans. Then she stripped her dress off and pulled me up to kiss hungrily, then more so. Her hands were everywhere and mine followed all of her curves ,her breasts, her arse, her back, her face. And that was just the beginning. I don’t remember my dress coming off, but it did; I don’t remember her tying a stocking. "I'm not sweet now?" I asked, pouting a little, for show."You ARE!" She said leaning up and over to kiss me.Our lips met and it was a magical kiss, it felt so good, maybe because I always wanted to kiss her after Matt passed, just to show her that I hurt and cared as much as she did. On the other hand, maybe it was because I really did want her. I had such a good time that night and suddenly I didn't want it to end. It was 1995 again.Our kiss broke, but neither of us backed away, I moved a bit.