It hurt at first but I started to become aroused as his cock massaged my prostate. I started to groan while Tom fucked me. I could feel tension rising...within my balls and before I knew it I was coming again, semen was spaying all over my chest and face. This turned Tom on even more and he started to cum inside me. I could feel the shots of hot cum hit the walls inside me. He held his cock there while he emptied the last of his semen into me and then collapsed onto the bed beside me. We would. She also had jutting buttocks and when she bends or gets up after sitting, her sari will stick to her buttocks channel and it will give a sexy look. She had ample breasts and usually she will wear a tight bodice and her cleavage was noticeable. While talking with her my eyes will be glued to her tits and cleavage and though she would notice it, yet she will keep quiet. In short I was always tempted by her body and secretly watch her with desire whenever possible.As she was a married woman with. I opened my legs and shifted to make it easier on him. I just lay there for a while, emersed him a half-awake state as he fucked me. Eventually, I rolled my head over and our lips connected for some unbridled kissing. He came inside me, but wasn't very happy because I didn't cum."That's OK," I murmured. "Girls don't have to cum every time." How silly of me to say."Keep your dick inside me."I began working my clit and pinching my nipple. If there was one thing I'd learned in these last ten years. It wasn’t a matter of male ego. I felt like Janet and I had a spiritual link that couldn’t possibly include a third party. If it did than our relationship was not what I understood it to be. And that was going to be the showstopper. The way I felt we had to be a binary couple, or we had nothing. So she owed me the truth about what she was doing.If there was discontent, there was no justification for NOT sharing THAT with me. I thought I had done everything I could to make her happy. If I had.