We were out in the countryside at a farmhouse so the journey back was in darkness and over two hours driving. I was flat out in the back and when hubb... suggested his friend lift me up he said it was OK, let me sl**p. Un-beknown to him of course, was that I was resting, slightly d***k, but not out of it. Within the first ten minutes it was obvious to me, my companion in the back was feeling frisky, as he now held my head in his lap, and as my husband and front seat companion chatted, his hand. Each man took one of her wrists, and before she knew it she was handcuffed to the headboard. She pulled against the restraints but they were unyielding, and she arched her back and bent her legs, wriggling seductively to entice them to fuck her brains out. When she felt a pair of hands on her ankles pulling her legs apart a wave of sexuality rushed through her, drenching her pussy and hardening her nipples. Her feet were pulled back and a pair of balls eased onto her mouth. The shaft. So RIGHT. He grasps her hips, returning her sweet kiss happily. She dips her head, planting a few errant kisses down his jawline, heading for his neck, nipping the skin there lightly, teasingly, just enjoying the ability to freely do so. She moves, straddling his hips, letting her lips guide her over his collar bone, his shoulder and then back to his lips, grinding her hips against his wantonly. Suddenly she freezes, placing a finger to his lips, looking towards her front door. "Did you hear. Ekda asch mi colg madhun gari aalo tar majya garal lock hot majhi aai shoping la geli hoti vahinine mala tichya garat bolval v pani chaha dil thoda ved asachyach gappa kelyavar vahinine mala vicharal kit u tya ratri khidkimadhe kay pahat hota mi ghabrlo mag mi mh kahi nahi mala aavaj aala mh mi pahil vahini mh kay pahl tu mi mh tumch v bhau ch bhandan suru hot tech pahil mi mag ti mh ki kunala sangu nako mi ok mh vahinine mala vicharal ki tujhi gf aahe ka mag mi mh nahi vahini mh khar sang.