Then I asked her how she is enjoying her married life, alone with bhaiya here. Must be a lot of fun and happiness I added.I knew from the last few day... that things weren’t the best for her here. The way she was yelled at and treated. So I used this as a way of getting to win her trust and penetrate further from there. It seemed to turn out pretty well. She started to tell me about her in-laws don’t really like her.Whenever they are around she is subject to criticism. Then I intentionally. While Amit was talking with someone, I slowly slipped from that place, got an autorickshaw, and reached home.I closed the door and was so scared to sleep that night. I tried so hard but couldn’t sleep till I finally slept.The next morning, I woke up to the sound of the ruckus and my daughters crying. There were a lot of policemen arresting my husband for some charges. I don’t have anything to do now.I am simply stunned, shocked, and helpless. My husband was taken in the police car, and. My erection never faded from exploding loads of cum into Mary’s mouth and so I swung her onto my lap positioning her over my still wet throbbing dick. Mary couldn’t speak but her moans of shock and surprise were accompanied by wild flailing of her arms. The cum on hers and my faces mixed attempting to glue us together. I left Mary’s sweet lips kissing and sucking down her beautiful jaw and neck. The protesting moans and flailing arms returned to passionate caressing and cries of extasy. Marys. My wife wanted me to buy a big suburban house with a large kitchen (she loves cooking, and always complained about the kitchen in the appartment we owned before). Now for two years, every week guys visit our house to fuck her. Otherwise we cannot pay the mortgage rent.Was it really surprising that my wife eventually agreed to retire to the bedroom from time to time to meet some men?The idea of using the guest room in the attic was quickly abandoned. Using our own bedroom was much more practical.