She helped me with my bags and we both walked inside. The living room was large and very welcoming but there was only one room I wanted to see. Kimmie...started giving her tour saying something about how she got the kitchen table on craigslist when I came from behind her and picked her up in my arms. Bedrooms down the hall to the left She said. She knew what I wanted and she needed it just as bad, we had both gone 6 months with no sexual release or attention and I was ready to put an end to. I was startled to think that she was a bisexual. But I knew there had to be something wrong. Rohini was crying. It was visible even when she was drenched. She was holding her saree as though it might fall if she lifted it up. Her sister was saying “Rohini, I’m infertile, but I want a baby of my husband and of my blood. You are wasted anyways, give him the pleasure or watch your sister die in front of you.” That explained a lot. Poor Rohini had no other go. She begged for mercy, but her husband. Our lips parted and gasped for breath. We looked at each other. There was pure lust in our eyes.We left our bags in the hall. I turned on the lights and dragged her into the bedroom. We removed our clothes in a minute. She wore a white lacy bra and a black pantie. She was hot and her complexion was fair. There was no marks or freckles and it was smooth like silk.I pushed her down on the bed and kissed her. I pressed her down and my hard cock pricked her snatch. It was wet. I reached down my. .’Aahh’.I said in a low voice as he pressed it so hard that it pains.Then he broke the kiss and we both undressed each other’s completely. I was little fatty and due to which I had a chest which appears like boobs.He then quickly took my boobs in his hand and pressed them as hard as he could..Aaa ahhhh.. I loved that.Then he started sucking my boobs. Ohh want it again that feeling..Lovely..Then he turned me again after enjoying my boobs and then he pressed his cock to my ass. The juice of his.