” “That’s right, little bro. Now prepare to enjoy this.” With a single thrust, Karen shoved the head of the dildo inside my hole. The pain ...as intense for a moment, and I winced and tried to pull away. Karen grasped my hips firmly and slid several more inches inside my now stretched and gaping ass before pausing. The pain subsided quickly, replaced by the pleasant sensation of fullness. “Do you want me to stop, Brian?” Karen demanded.I hesitated for a moment and then whispered,. I closed my eyes and think about my wife’s fucking session with Prakash and I increased my speed to ram Raasathi’s pussy. Raasathi move her hip in same rhythm and help me to fuck her. While fucking and fondling I got divert from my wife’s thought. But while reach orgasm I got senses and slow down my fucking session. Raasathi sensed it and pull my head and kissed me in lips. First time for Raasathi I kissed her passionately; I insert my tongue and count her teeth. We kissed for 5 minutes.Then. His mouth was dry, his stomach turning and tears began to well in his eyes before rolling down his face. He then started to shout “no, no no! You can’t do this, I’ll call the police, you’ll get found out, people will miss me. Please, please I’ll do anything, please release me”“Oh we know that you’ll do anything, and we won’t have to release you. People may miss you, but no-one will ever find you. You need some time for this to sink in, take the opportunity to consider your situation and the. Our marriage had been a happy one, deliriously so. We had been the envy of all our friends and the ones they’d call the “Power Couple”, the ones destined for greatness, always together. Always so in love.That was then.Because now?Now she didn’t love sex anymore, and that time, two years ago, I had to empty my balls to the sound of my wife’s unsexy snoring. She hadn’t cum, her pussy had felt wrong and foreign, like a shitty quality fleshlight, and her tits had sagged lifelessly to her sides, two.