I rolled over, only partially aware that my beautiful fifty-five-year-old wife was stroking me.“I was a bad girl tonight!” she exclaimed, as she c...ntinued to stroke my cock.“Oh,” I got out, still half-asleep and not fully aware of the situation.“I went out to the motel. I danced a bit. Then I…”She let the last statement hang in the air.More aware now, what my wife just told me registered in my brain.“What did you do?” I asked, my voice deep with concern, bordering on anguish.“After work, I went. She knew he never forced her, and what he wanted to do was just out of his care over her.She blinked her eyes as a sign of approval, and then his fingers moved over her vagina over the panty. He brushed her vagina over the soft velvet material. He then held the waistband and lowered it a bit along with her gown. Shreyas continued to suck, but he was conscious of what was happening around him.Rajesh moved his fingers over the vagina, and he could feel the warmth from it. Riya jerked with his. I pushed up and in as she came down. Our hips met and a smack of skin was heard every time. It was amazing. I pulled her down to me and felt her nipples. Hard, pink, and waitin for me. I playfully bit them andnibbled. She let out lights moans.I was getting her "there." She put her hands around my neck and squeezed the back of my neck hard. It was like she could read my mind. I loved that passion. I loved that pleasure. I loved that pain.I slid out and laid her on her back. With my love of. .. no, he might come back..." He won't come back," the roughly handsome man whispered in his mesmeric voice. "No, relax and admit that you want me to fuck you as much as I want it. It'll be good, Lily, darling, it'll be so wonderful..." No!" she shouted at him, jumping up from the couch. "No, goddamn you, Carl, I can't, I can't!" Her heart was hammering violently in her chest, and she was aware of the wet moistness still seeping hotly out from her aroused cunt lips. But she had to compose.