The troubles, the worries had simply disappeared. The site of her before him, on her knees, arms held tight behind her back, head held high, eyes down...cast, her long auburn hair pulled tight into a neat tail at the back of her head. Her breasts, pale with dark nipples, rose and fell with each breath she took, breast thrust out by the arch of her back, accentuated by the pull of her arms held behind her back.Her knees were spread at just the right angle, not obscenely, not hiding anything. Her. I didn’t take them off. Instead I started to splash water on her and then as I reached out for a towel, to dry her with it, she started to vomit again. I took her to the washbasin and held her till she was finished. She regained a bit of consciousness and asked me what I was doing. I narrated to her what had happened. When I was finished she looked down at her near naked state and she blushed. So I said that do you feel strong enough to finish the work that I had started! She said yes so I let. I wrapped my lips around her cunt and moaned loudly as I felt Mark’s hard cock slide straight, true and deep inside me. Anesha was close to cumming now, I could tell by the way she grabbed my head and pulled me even harder against her pussy. The way she tasted began to change, sweeter, sexier than ever. I don’t know how long we fucked like that, Mark filling me from behind with hard, beautiful cock, slamming it deep and hard into me so I felt his balls slap against my clitoris. My face buried. He tried to kiss me here and there.“Tu dar mat mein abhi bhi hoosh mein hoon, tujhe mast chodunga jaise mein hamesha chodhta hoon” he was purposely saying so that the rickshaw driver can hear the same.I told him to shut up aur chup chap ghar ja ke so janeko. BIL slowly kept the house keys in my purse pocket inside and whispered in my ears and told, “ask for keys” I didn’t understood to which I told him, “Honey ghar ke chavi de do, nahi to tum gira donge”.Like a drunkard he asked, “kay ghar a.