As we were doing it, the bell rang. Oops I said trying to desperately cover up and my wife too was doing that. We barely had our private parts covered...when the door slightly opened and the maid we saw with Manoj peeped in and said, saab , kachra Lena hai. She just smirked at our obvious condition and went out again. Now my shameless wife, got up, just covered her boobs with one hand, and put on my shorts, and handed the garbage to the lady outside. She had the smirk still on her face and my. Without a second thought he walked up to me and rubbed his cock around my pussy. I felt his cock and it was as hard as a brick. I want it though, I want it bad, real bad. I can't deal to be teased anymore, so I grabbed his cock and guide it to my pussy. Now he gets the memo and he pushed in his cock inside me.It entered rather slow and I'm sure glad it did because honestly it hurts quite a bit. Frankly my pussy was not prepared to receive two inches wide of hard, heavy cock. Few seconds later I. It was something that was important to me in a way that the excitement of some younger lad simply could not fill.I was sorely tempted to share with him my duplicitous undertaking but I feared it would cause my sister more harm than good so I kept my mouth shut. That was probably a mistake but it was one I would have to live with and I hoped that things would turn out for the better in the end.The telephone call came from someone in the foreign office who identified himself as "Mister Wimple". 00 pm at seasons near railway station on Saturday. Dress code must be black t-shirt and jean” I was literally happy and the meeting was said to happen in another 6 days. I replied “cool will be there”.Saturday came and I was there at the said spot by 5.55 pm and was waiting at a corner table. By sharp 6 a lady in a grand silk saree entered the shop and she scanned the shop. She was not that hot but somewhat ok (a hungry dog doesn’t need a full meals to satisfy his hunger a piece of bread will.