I kept time with the click-clack from her heels. We strolled through the streets and she attracted many admiring looks. I looked at her, she liked it,...and I complimented them on their taste too. So much for self-control, the notion that we were a couple made me feel gooey inside.Depending on your mood, the party could be chic, moody, and stylish; or arrogant, a pastiche, and dull. I opted for chic. The half-lit rooms, swoopy ambient electronica, and friendly people; it helped ease my. As she talked, I was able to get a few ideas across to her. She didn't withdraw, she explained how she thought about what I had said.When Peggy said, "I want a man that I don't have to cater to or be beholden to. I just want some casual sex and we both go our separate ways. He would have to be someone I can trust though."I asked her, "Do you trust Alex?"She looked at me quizzically. "Are you saying what I think you are saying?" What do you think I'm saying?" That Alex and I should hookup.". Now coming on to the incident. We had to travel from Delhi to Mumbai. My wife along with my daughter of 4 years was supposed to board the train from Delhi and myself from Kota. As I got my work finished early. I planned to surprise her and went to Gangapur. Which is around 2. 5 hours from Kota. We had our reservations in ii ac coach with one side lower and side upper berth. As the train arrived at Gangapur station around 10:00 pm. I saw my wife was sleeping with my daughter at her side. I. “Please Please O GOD PLEASE!!” She moans and begs me to go harder. I push slightly harder on her clit. She bucks harder against my finger pushing it further into her tight cunt. I rub her clit harder and harder. She jerks me erratically, caught between given pleasure and enjoying the one she’s receiving. She begins to gasp as she gets closer and closer to orgasm. I push hard against her my finger deep in her and rubbing her clit relentless. “O FUCK O FUCK FUCK!!” she screams as she cums. Her.