My wife was purposefully revealing more and more of her female assets.It was financial year end and she told me that she had put together a team of lo...al high school kids to assist with the tedious stock take in the grain warehouse. The grain warehouse owned and managed by Ryan Peters contained bags of hog feed, chicken corn, alfalfa pellets, cattle feed all stacked and stored in gigantic orderly peaks in the vast multi storey warehouse. Debbie was to oversee the annual stock counting with Ryan. So Rashid just grabbed her as she jumped and she pecked him with kisses.“Enna avasaram indha kunjukku.” (What is the hurry for this birdling?)“Amaa nekku avasaram dhaan uncle, neengho manasai maathitaelnnaa.” (Yes uncle, I am in a hurry in case you change your mind.)Rashid remembered the good old days when he struggled to keep up with Lakshmi’s brahmin lingo. But now he was an expert in it.“Appo naan nanna fuck panna vaa? Lick pannavaa? Shollu dee?” (Okay, shall I fuck and lick you nicely) in. The conversation had turned to your buddy's sexual experiences with his ex; he was saying that she was unwilling to try more experimental things, and that he was really curious and enjoying playing with me. You asked him if he'd ever had anal sex, and he said that he had not.With that, you ordered me to pull my rear cheeks apart, exposing my ass while you continued to pound my desperate cunt. You slid one finger, still covered in my wetness, into my tight opening. I moaned loudly and started. We greet with the usual deep, understanding, suggestive, knowing eye contact that we always do, and the usual bland, outward pleasantries.you get the key and we go to the garage to put the thing away.you bend over to open the garage door. i'm getting the trimmers out of the car, but i'm watching your jeans go tight around your arse as i do. you know i'm looking, so you bend just a little more than you need to. i can see your pussy straining either side of the seam between your thighs as you do..