We have been married for the past 12 years, no great sex life, my wife being very conservative did not like giving blow jobs, or letting me down on he..., just functional, but she got the attention wherever she went, this she was very conscious off either in a saree, or in a skirt, or in her shorts or in her jeans, she has the perfect cut and the right bounce, and shocked many when they found out she was married and had two big k**s of her own.My flight landed back in Mumbai by 11-15 am , I tried. ”The cook from behind was yet alone and I sat up front at a table to look around at the surroundings. “You the new guy?” “Yes, I am.” “Where are you from?” “Originally from Washington State but I was living in Hawaii when I got drafted.” “Draftee huh?” “Yes.” “I’m a lifer.” “Nice to meet you. I’m Tom.”The cook came out with two cups of coffee after a bit and sat with me. “I got things warming up in there,” he said as he relaxed. I couldn’t tell what rank he was with just a tee shirt on under. "Oh god yes," I tell her laying a kiss on her forehead. She reaches over to pull the discarded blankets over us and snuggles into me. I kiss her cheeks, her forehead, her lips, her eyelids, her neck, anything I can reach. She moves as close to me as she can get, and I wrap my arms around her feeling the softness of her breasts next to mine. I feel her nipples harden with amazement as I kiss the soft skin that she is presenting to me. I kiss my way down her neck and gently fondle her right. It was most keenly felt in her cunt, which was pulsating with need. She was moaning now, holding nothing back from him. Brooke was a woman in heat, and she didn’t care who it was that was going to give her what she craved – what she needed. Her sister’s man may be taking advantage of her, but she wanted to be taken advantage of. She may despise him, but the dirtiness of being used and pleased by a man she despised, only inflamed her desire more. She may be betraying her sister and her husband.