"Oh god, how do you make me cry every time?" she was sobbing. "I wish I had met you years ago, I have never been fucked so well or so often!" I could ...ot believe what I was hearing. I dashed upstairs and burst into the bedroom. The sight that greeted me is now etched on my mind. My naked wife on her back, with a huge black man on top of her. My wife's legs were wrapped around his lower back, as he pounded into her willing pussy. For her part, she was pushing up to meet his thrusts, and loudly. Now she was not crying but pleading me she told me she can do anything but not to tell anyone and she kept her hand on my thighs.Even vivek told they can do anything for me then i felt usha’s hand on my shaft which was very hard.I understood they were bribing me for keeping the mouth shut even i wnated to fuck her and my dream was going to come true.she moved near me and smooched me i was in heaven.vivek got up from bed and went near sofa and sat on the sofa.i pulled her more towards me and. Stacey draped a towel around my shoulders and tilted my head back to begin wetting my hair. The feel of her grooming was so soothing, and I was so tired, that I fell asleep almost immediately. ‘Hey, sleepyhead — what do you think?’ I blinked and wrinkled my nose at the faint smell of burning hair, hoping nothing had gone wrong while I’d been dozing. I looked at the mirror Stacey was holding in front of me, and then rubbed my eyes and looked again. When I’d sat down, my hair had been a medium. So lets move 4 that ,mai 18 saal ka tha jab pehli baar meri maami k boobs ko dekha tha,mubeena tight salwar pehna tha woh kapdey washing kar tey samay mai achanak mainey dekha ki uske donoun boobs bahar jhank rahe they mai ruk gaya dekh ke wahi pey woh kuch nahi boli,tab se mera man ajeeb ajeeb sa shuru hone laga phir mama ki wajhese iraada toot jaata kyunki maama ki bahut izzat krta tha mai,aisey hi jab bhi unkey ghar jaata main apni maami k boobs pe hi zyada nazar rakta tha ,maami nighty.