He was young, goatee, kinda white hispanic looking, blue hoodie. He was fucking away, and I just could not stop smiling, and he seen it as well throug... the mirror. I could feel he was going to cum, I told him he felt so fucking good, I begged him not to stop. I reached back and grabbed a handful of shirt and begged again DON"T STOP! I pulled his shirt towards me, and he let out a loud grunt as he filled my pussy with his hot fucking manly seed. I turned around and sucked him clean and stood up. She smiled shyly and said that we had nothing planned and nothing was going on. She said she would be happy with whatever I decided. "Do you want to invite the men over again for Friday?" I asked. She said that that would be ok if I liked. I have to admit that it was the response I was hoping for. This thrill of exposing my wife to other men had taken over. Also, I thought it was the formula for the greatest sex of our lives.I contacted the men and they were up for it. The only problem was Mr.. By the time I gone to Bangalore I was motivated into sex; I used to fantasize my classmates and some sexy females whom I happen to cross over on road or the other way. I was taken and left in Swarna Aunt’s home, who is my dad’s only younger sister, she is 34, she is bit modern and at the same time she was conservative, apart from that she is very sexy women for whom I felt sexy on her instantly. She is 5.4 Ft long, medium built, attractive curves, 34/28/37 weight approx 58Kgs, and Shoulder. Calm yourself down. What is de worst dat can happen? What? Now scoot inside. Auntie Marie calling me back. I gots to go,” she said, hanging up.I took a deep breath. Maybe I was overreacting, but it is not every day that you encounter a sexy, but horny ghost. Returning to the kitchen, I made myself a quick snack and decided to go back upstairs for a shower.I got myself excited about the marble tub, but decided that a quick shower would be better. I made my way to the grand staircase. Starting my.