Main usko kaha ke aab wo mere kapare utaare aur mere lun se khaile usne meri shirt utari aur meri chest per kissing karne laagi.Phir wo mera trouser u...arne laagi. Jaise hi usne mera trouser utara mera lun us ke chehre se takra giya mujhe bohat maza aiya.Mera khambe ki tara khara lamba aur moota lun dekh kar dar gai aur boli uffffff itna bara lun ye to bohat lamba aur moota hai ye meri choot phar dale ga aur bohat dard ho gi na.Main ne kaha abhi tum ke bool rahi thein ke meri choot phar do aab. I...I was so unnerved but couldn't manage to say anything.He went to my wife and grabbed her by the hips, pulled her close and started putting his tongue in her mouth. Her tongue started meeting his and his hand went between her legs....and he ripped off her panties. I decided later that I would tell her that I was upset she made out with him."Get on the bed, Whore."I couldn't believe it. How dare he talk to my wife like that. I was in absolute shock. It was then I realized he was a liar. He. A man. His face, his identity obscured by the shadows of the living world. “Who are you?” She knew it to be a stupid question, knew the “where” and “how” should be more important than the “who”, but it just slipped out nevertheless. Inconsequential human attention to peripheral information. She had never met him before, of that she was certain - but she also felt as if she had known him all her life; as if his deep, melodic voice had been interwoven with her existence since the very beginning.. Her cries reverberated around the room.Finally she collapsed into a heap of pudding. I let her rest a few minutes and then tried to rise. I never made it for more than a fraction of an inch. The pudding was gone. Instead, Lucy had sat up, and two arms shot out to hook themselves under my armpits and pulled me up on top of her. This slim girl had the strength of a wrestler. Well, I should have expected that, and much more, from Lucy. A moment later she had turned me on my back next to her. She.