”The fingers pulling his hair let go, and he landed with a splat, face first in his own jizz. After licking arse, cotton seemed less psychologically...objectionable, so Ben set to sucking on the slimy patch even before Smita had moved behind to make her contribution to the abuse of his buttocks. He immediately discovered his error when he met the unpleasant mouth-feel of cold cum.Any thoughts that her spanking would be easier to bear disappeared when the first one landed — if anything, hers were. Sangeetha too heard it. Before I could say anything she softly said ‘Manju maza aaya’, after what seemed eternity Manju replied ‘haan’. That was all I and Sangeetha needed. Sangeetha then told her that I fantasize about her while I fuck her. Manju did not answer. Sangeetha then told me how Manju was not getting enough dick from her hubby. She asked me to go and help her out.I straight away went to Manju’s bed. She was looking up at me her eyes hot and moist. Her nighty was pulled upto her navel. When I got inside, I found Anita dressed in a black chiffon sari. She looked amazing. She appeared to be waiting for someone to hunt her down and rip the sari off her body before eating her live and take her to a state of multi-orgasmic spasms. Her deep, big, dark eyes narrated everything – which she had been waiting for this day, for this moment.In her drawing room, we embraced each other like there was no tomorrow. She closed her eyes only to open her mouth for a deep, long, and passionate. They met frequently, always in a different place and as unobtrusively as possible, in those final months that Ada and Stanfield were preparing to take up their post on the other side of the world. As the time of parting came closer, their passion exploded, and the only real regret Ada could think of in seeing the American shore slip away behind her was why Peter had been there to get her lustful juices flowing again—and how she was going to live without him when she had lost him for the second.