. toh 4 din ki chutti hai.” Aunty responded with a killer smile as she was looking down at the tent in my Bermuda below.. which I completely forgot ...o hide.Aunty said – “Kya kar rahe they akele gharme? Koi andar hai toh nai naa?” I said – “nai aunty koi nai hai.. aap andar aayi ye na.” Aunty came in, sat on a chair. I asked aunty if she would like to have some water, she said yes. At this time I still had a hard on and there was a tent in my Bermuda and aunty was stealing occasional glances at. Pouring more warm oil on my buttocks, he presses his fingers even harder, as his hands explore from side to side. I moan slightly and my breathing quickens.Mark turns me over on my back. He begins to work on my neck, shoulders and arms. He drips the oil on my chest and starts to rub my breasts. First gently, then with more force. I moan as he continues to discover more of my body. Mark's hands move down to my torso and sides. He repositions me and begins to lick my feet and toes I squeal as he. Most times when I fuck my wife I imagine my sister-in-law and repeat her name in my mind. Now my marriage was a love marriage that turned into an arranged marriage. I know its crazy because I feel I really love my wife. I have sex with another woman but my heart is always with my wife. It is just that she doesn’t understand my drive for sex even from my college days. I almost ask for sex everyday and she says no. I respect her so I don’t force. Instead, I just look for other options to quench. My eyes were once again bloodshot and the familiar black bags under my eyes had returned. The mirror reflection revealed the thin white tank top I had thrown on was just about see-through. 'No wonder he had glanced down at my tits,' I thought to myself. All my clothes were in my bedroom so I had no other options to change into at the moment. I walked out of the bathroom and into my bedroom. Javier was more than halfway done already. I set about cleaning up my room - putting the dirty.