Shruthi began to moan louder, calling out, “Madhan Oh Madhan.” I had my dick tearing out of my pants, and I pulled out the dick. I love my wife, a...horny slut.I feel ashamed that her fire and hunger were never fully fulfilled by me in the last few years. Madhan’s hands were squeezing the huge boobs over the blouse, and his mouth continued sucking her tummy. His mouth slowly moved from tummy to the pussy, which was wet.He sucked her pussy over the panty and then pulled the panty low. I imagined. I don’t want to get in between you. I mean, I remember how quick girls turned on each other over a guy when I was in high school. It’s not much different in college.”I nodded. “Most of those were over someone stealing her friend’s boyfriend or getting caught cheating with him, right? No one’s stealing me and no one’s cheating. We’re a single unit. None of us are cheating because none of us are in the dark. If I come home and you’re busily pleasuring Lana or Beck or Tabby, that’s a reality I’m. They had certainly had a lesson but whether they had learned anything from it was completely subjective. Mr Evans on the other hand had learned something, he couldn’t hold himself back while buried in Melissa’s ass. Patricia sucked in air as her stiffer skirt material scraped against her hot-striped bottom. They had only just exited the secretary’s office when both girls started giggling. Patricia immediately confessed to Melissa that she was jealous that she didn’t get the fucking she expected. No sad story of needing a new life. Just the thrill of seeing the country. Funny how it still seems like running away. I stop and fiddle with a small, wooden toy on a cart. I wonder what he’s doing? Does he still think of me? His brother would love this. I put it down. I can’t keep living like this. Because this makes it feel even more like running away. But he knows where I am. He can come find me if he wants. Besides, he’s probably forgotten all about me. Moved on, just like me. Ha, yeah.