She was crying as if her husband is dead. She must be feeling emotional when doing these rituals which are done when a lady is widowed. She finished b...eaking all her glass bangles and sat there weeping, as she was in a corner near the wall, nobody from outside was able to see her. I then told her to remove her blouse and micro petticoat too and place them on the saree. She looked at me with tears in her eyes and started to remove her clothes and get naked. She then got naked and was weeping. It didn't break me and I won't let it damage us. I would actually like to be able to brag about that. It has to be the ultimate slut triumph. I bet there's hardly any women out there who could brag to that." She paused for a second. "Actually, how much did this holiday cost?" It would cover the chalet and the train at least." That's a relief, I'm not sure I have the energy for much more fucking tonight." She rolled off him laughing and then rolled back. "I can do one more," she said. "One. Her groaning increases and just as her first tremors start I turn and slip my dick into her hot pussy. Her main orgasm is still building.As her mini tremors get closer together I lift my chest to see her smiling face and dancing boobs. Her nipples demand attention so I roll us over. Bobby enjoys being in control and immediately fucks us, cowgirl. Happily I enjoy her boobs as she rides my dick. As Bobby’s body tightens I playfully pinch her nipples. That was the final trigger and her building. Again, Mindy’s cunt was unable to handle it all and globs of cum seeped out, dribbling down her thighs and plopping on the animal skin.Mindy’s support hand moved up to caress the native’s wrinkled ball sack. It felt like he had two Titleists concealed inside his scrotum. Mindy hefted them in wonder as her other hand stroked his rod and her mouth serviced what was left.The white woman’s smooth hand and gentle caressing of his sack was too much. Grabbing Mindy’s head with both hands, he thrust.