He held them in both his hands as the other two reached over and started pulling her nipples. This was just too much; I came in my pants without even ...ouching myself. I had to go to the toilet to clean up. When I returned they were all gone. Now I started to panic. What had I let my wife in for? 'Hey man!' The black barman beckoned to me. 'You looking for you wife?''Yes!' I almost shouted. 'Where is she?''You were enjoying watching her being felt up, yeah!' 'Well yes but where is she?''She's OK. Aur mai khushi se jhum utha. Maine cards batne laga to mom ne jaise hi hot pictures dekhi, to boli ye kya hai, mujhe return karo ye tumhare liye nahi hai. Maine mom ko request kiya ki ek bar isi se khelte hai phir wo ready ho gayee. Mai cards ki naked pictures dekh kar excited ho raha tha, khel bhi rahe the. Mom kuth Sharma rahi thi. Mujhe bar bar dusri tash(cards) ke liye bol rahi thi. Each card had a different sex pose. Kisi me kiss karte hue, kisi me chodte hue kisime chuste hua, har card me. I asked her what she was doing and she just smiled and said that I had been groping her for years, wasn’t it about time that she had a feel of me? Whilst she played with my bulge she asked me if I really fancied her or whether I was just messing about. I told her that I had always found her attractive and confessed that I had a massive tights fetish, often “borrowing” some of hers from the dirty laundry basket.She took her hand away and looked shocked, I quickly wished that I. I told her I had a big crush on her and knew she sexually frustrated too hearing this she started crying she told me it’s been 10 months since her husband is gone and she did not had sex till now. I went to close to her took her face in my hand and kissed her on her lips and then I whispered her I Marathi “tu gabru nako me aahi naa” and then slowly stated kissing her she co-operated with me then we stated kissing each other and slowly we were French kissing each other. My hands were on her.