Sheila was in effect, thrashing her body against Binita and Thakur, squeezing new found pleasure out of her system. This was incredible! She had never...experienced such pleasure before. She was lost in her own world.A flash of light brought her back to reality. Thakur was holding up Binita's mobile and had taken a photo of the two women kissing."What are you trying to do?" mumbled Sheila through the haze of pleasure. "Something to remind you of how you feel in pleasure," replied Thakur. He. "Smile at him." After a while my husband sped away.On the outskirts of the next town he told me to put my top back on. We pulled in to a shopping mall. I was so self-conscious of my clothes. People were staring at me. I followed my husband into each shop. He bought short skirts, some leather ones, crop tops, see through blouses and bikinis. I had to try everything on. We went back to the car. I expected us to head home. Instead he drove further into town.We came to a run down shopping mall. He. Sure, whore.He pulled out, only the head remaining inside, and plunged forward again.“Fuck me!” I exclaimed.He did it again, obeying me. Then, again and again, finding his rhythm, his cock rocking in and out. Oh, shit, I was going to cum soon. Why had I never done this before? I’d expected it to be more painful, but it wasn’t bad at all. Whatever Giovanni had done to prepare me had obviously worked, because I wanted this. This cock up my ass, plowing into my bottom, sodomizing me. It felt good,. Her stomach and big soft breasts were completely wet and full of his fertile thick semen. He came like a horse.Fine I thought. That’s it. She’s had her fun, and now its over. I was so turned on that I could not wait until she got upstairs so I could fuck her senseless.“Oh my god. You’re still hard.” Sabine said as I turned back to see her still stroking his very large cock, now with a smug look on his face. “My husband is only good for one.”I was surprised that her usual cuckolding sexy banter.