She seemed tensed. Her eyes were red and it seemed she had been crying whole night. But she was looking like a sex-bomb in sleeve less blouse and semi...transparent sari. We were in her car and suddenly she blurted out crying. I tried consoling her, but did not try anything to take advantage or stuff .I did not have that kind of a mind-set. She said me that her husband does not understands her feelings and that she feels lonely at home , and also last night they had a fight and his husband has. "Remember....I love you."We made love for less than a minute when Silvia finally managed to pick her self up off the floor."Hey...no fair hogging that!" She exclaimed, sounding just like a c***d who hated sharing her toys with anyone. Debbie quickly removed herself from my prick, winking at me when she did but then standing up next to the bed as Silvia now climbed aboard and shoved my prick inside herself with a degree of satisfaction by the expression on her face when she did."How about. I can’t say that I was unimpressed that she remembered it all. As I finished, I felt her move as if in expectation of me letting her up; instead, I held her firm and manoeuvred her so she came off my lap and ended up bent over the bed. I came around behind her sliding two fingers into her wet pussy and leant over the back of her to whisper in her ear. “I think missy enjoyed her punishment just a little too much, I think I’m going to have to fuck it out of her, don’t you?”She was getting close. In the next, I'm waking up, looking terrified and vulnerable and in pain. I huff out a long pent up breath and Chuck says, "I know what you mean."He's lifting me in the next one but it looks like he's holding me while I'm trying to get away from him. The few after that are just me checking for leaches. This cools me a little bit until I see one more where my hands are spreading my arse wide and his hand is between my legs. I know what was actually happening there, but the photo does not. I see.