They kissed and said nothing, feeling so much desire and love for eachother did not need any words. With a quick motion Isabella placed her lovers coc... against her wet pussy. ¨Slowly please¨ Simon pushed and after a moment of resist, Bellas hungry pussy opened up and welcomed the intruding cock inside. She did not even feel her hymen break as she was filled with pure lust, love and horniness. ANd it felt amazing, a feeling like no other. ¨Harder Simon¨ Isabella whispered. ¨Please fuck me harder. We are North Indians, basically, I am from Kanpur but resides in Mumbai since several years. The local people usually call us bhaiya (in disrespect) as we are north Indians.My father is a businessman and run a medical shop in the nearby market. My dad is very dedicated towards his work and is fully focused on his business.My mom’s name is Ashmita 40 year old, she is gorgeous with her fair complexion and with a perfect body she has. She basically wears traditional outfits, sometimes salwar. My wife offered to sit the back, as she’s a good six inches shorter than Jennifer.Jennifer would have none of it, and insisted that she would be fine in the back if we didn’t mind looking up her skirt for the next four hours. My wife replied for me saying she was sure I was okay with it, and made some joke about how I was going to have a tough time keeping my eyes on the road.We talked about how we both loved the area we were on our way to. Our cottage is really private, and we both agreed. There is a bathouse in my town with a decent reputation and so I decided to take a cab down to it and see what fun I could get into. It was around bar time on a Saturday night, and it was already fairly crowded when I arrived. I quickly paid and got a locker, noticing quite a few cocks in the lockerroom that looked quite tasty.I winked and smiled at a few guys and went to look for the room that I had booked. I had read about the ways to invite people in and after finding my room I left the door.