But it’s something that I’ll never forget.After six years of marriage I was pretty used to my wife’s body and how she reacts. I can tell when sh...’s about to cum. I could feel her pushing into me and I could feel her muscles tensing from her arms to her legs and ass. I could hear the change in her breathing. Soon all of these sensations blended together and a few strokes after that, as she was moaning, we both had our orgasms.After I shot my load into her, I held tight to keep her close so my. “You’re late John, I thought you’d have been home by now, today of all days. Cat and I have been here for hours” he said, calmly. Dario finally turned his head, a smug expression plastered across his face. Without breaking eye contact he smacked his hand across Catherine’s plump arse cheek, extracting a groan from John’s wife. Maintaining his rhythm, Dario slowly ran his fingers into Catherine’s hair, firmly gripped a handful, and raised her head up and round, so she was staring straight at her. Abhinav kept kissing Meeta’s neck and fondling her firm tits. Soon, his hand found it’s way down to her pink, silk thong panties. He slid his fingers into the panties and started playing with her clit. I could see she was really enjoying it. My own pussy was getting quite wet. I felt my husbands cock through his jeans and found it to be rock hard. Meeta stepped out of her panties and I could see she had a hairless pussy, except for a tiny patch of short hair right above her pussy lips. Meeta. She ignored the surprised yelp as she calmly restated her question."I asked you to tell me about Anna."Anna looked stunned. Tears popped from her eyes; it must have been the shock more than the pain. She had never been treated like this; the solid earth shook under her feet. A dark spot bloomed on her cheek where Angique had struck her. There was no anger, though, no indignation — just shock. The breathless silence following the cracking slap was filled with distant sounds of birds and crickets.