.me achanak hue hamle se sehem gai idhar sir ne mere boobs ko tham liya or 1 ko m aslne lage zor zor se dusre ko chusne lage mujhe unse ittni juldi ki...ummid nahi thi unke iss pryasit hamle se me tadap uthi or mere andar ka naritva bhi jag utha….aab me bhi masti lene ke mood m e aagai unka lund merii gand ke niche daba hua fanfana raha tha idhar sir ne aapna hath meri chuchi se hata meri jeans ke andar ghusane ki kosis karne lage.Lekin tight hone ke karan nahi ghus raha tha to mene button khol. Look his full lanth cock going up & down in to my wife,s smell pussy. After few mins.my wife clung to him .wrapped her lags around his back..& she cried out..orh..man.she.speak..some thing .but slowly.i herd.one .i cant..look he gave so hard few stroke to her …yaes she get 2-3 jerked & wrapped his nick and get first orgasm & she trow away her lags.but he,s not stop he fuck again and again.or.she stered to moaned again …he change the position.no he is busty man.so he kept her lag,s over his. She then got up and started moving towards the bed room. I followed her and in the room we kissed like thirsty souls. We kept standing and were kissing. My hands were scrolling on her body and hers on line. I opened her shirt buttons and removed it. She held my dick our my trousers. I undressed her. I made her lie down on the bed and she was looking towards me with desperate eyes as I undressed my self. Now I sat on the corner of the bed and started sucking her nipple. Other hand was on her. She had just spent the last few hours begging me to leave it on; I didn’t want to turn it off again so quickly. Grinding it into her cunt I enjoyed the look of panic in her eyes as she realized that I wasn’t finished yet.She continued to beg me to turn it off. I calmly explained to her that I’d be happy to; but not until she came again. She attempted to explain to me that she was sore from the constant stimulation to her clit and that it would be painful to cum again, but I wasn’t really.