Circled to my inner thigh. Slid up under my skirt to a different kind of fabric, already soaked through. Your hand rubbed me there, spreading the warm...h and the wetness all over me. You gingerly pulled down my panties. And then your fingers were lost in my folds before the lace hit the floor. Your fingers slipped over me, but you allowed only the slightest of touches to my clit, instead spreading my lips apart and covering me thoroughly in the wetness that leaked from my entrance. I was. Abhi was feeling so good that someone is craving for his cock which nothing more than an average one of about 5.5″ so desperately.Abhi: What’s in it for me? (He knew he’s succeeding but playing nicely)Tara: What do you want? I am offering you myself.Abhi: I don’t want you just now. I want you forever. I want to fuck you wherever and whenever I want to.Tara: I’ll do whatever you say. But for now, please fuck me.Abhi started camera on his phone and asked Tara to repeat whatever she had said once. I began to stroke harder and faster. I inserted it into my waiting mouth. I was in heaven. I was gagging on his big cock, but I didn't care. He became so hard, I could almost feel the veins and arteries poking out of his dick. I heard the crack of the whip again and he told me that I don't do things without permission. He twisted my nipples so hard that they started to swell up. I screamed with pain and pleasure. He deep throated me with his cock. Oh God, the feeling of his cock as it pumps his. Vinod’s eyes were full of lust and my hot wife fantasy made me forget that I was betraying my husband. Vinod walked towards me and lifted me like in Bollywood movies and took me to the bedroom.He removed my lingerie and in no time, he made me naked and started fucking me in , which was one of my favourite positions.Vinod’s dick was not as big as my husband’s but the feeling of getting fucked by another man after marriage and that too on my husband’s birthday really made me hot. And I came.