We sat down for our usual coffee.“Okay time to spill the beans. What's bothering you?”“Is it that obvious?”“It is to me. What's going on?”...��I just want you to know some things before we go any further.”“Oh okay. That sounds ominous.”“Do you think what we're doing is alright?”“Well, it's certainly something I have been giving a lot of thought lately. Is it right for our husbands to be strung along like this? Probably not and if you feel about me the way I feel about you then the time is coming. After a few strokes he is good and hard, you can’t believe how big it is. As you gently stroke him you notice there is no other reaction. You think no way is he sleeping through this. But you can’t look away from his size, so long, so thick and so hard. After several minutes and no reaction you decide to straddle him. You can feel the warmth of his oil covered tip just between your thighs touching your lips. You lower yourself until the tip is in guiding it with your hand once the tip is in you. She danced like a professional, a lap dancer in the sleaziest club in town, she writhed, gyrated, rocked and rolled and when the music ended in a crescendo of noise, she leaned over and kissed me.Her mouth was wet and she tasted of alcohol, as her tongue snaked between my teeth I pulled her down onto my lap and slipped my hands under the back of her skirt,"Yes Terry" she breathed, "Yes darling"Her fingers found my zip and slipped it down, her fingers felt cool as she took my erection out and. ’ I wanted to register.He removed a golden ring from his little finger, raised it and said, ‘This ring will be the token of my promise I made on the day I opened my daughter’s virgin cunt with my fatherly cock at the temple of our goddess Nagnadevika.’ And he put it on my left hand ring finger.And we kissed and he was exited like a just married groom. I showed him the stone carvings on the temple roof. And together we registered them in our minds.And at home we forgot not to put them into.