He went and enquired about it toVarsha, "Sorry Sir, the phone in Amina's house may been not working, socouldn't reach her" Said Varsha . "Oh, is it. T...en we have to managewithout a clerk today "He said jokingly and went back towards his cabin.While he was walking he was in sort of trance after seeing Varsha in thatseductive saree, he then proceeded towards the toilet and masturbatedimagining her. Varsha all this while was observing him, she guessed whyhe went to the toilet and thought she was. The ceremony was at a charming local church and we all returned to the house where the reception was held in a marquee on the lawn.Apart from our hosts neither Victoria or I knew anybody there so the conversation was somewhat stilted and, as a result, the two of us decided to get stuck into the wine and enjoy ourselves as best we could. Well three bottles of Zinfandel later we were certainly having a much better time. My wife, once sufficiently lubricated with alcohol, invariably becomes the. She pushed me back against one of the posts, grabbed onto the deck with one hand, and then she wrapped her legs around me. She held my cock in her other hand and slipped her warm pussy down onto it. When her other hand got a good grip on my dock she started to fuck me. She did all of the work and it was quite different than bouncing around in bed or even on a waterbed. It was very exciting. It felt wonderful. Then I climaxed in her womb. She squealed like a little girl, untangled herself from. ” She had a questioning face. I started to massage her navel over her top. She was shaking and told me to stop. Then I turned her to my side and place my hand on her hip. She saw my eyes and asked, “What you are planning to do?”I said, “I won’t do anything but you will do.” She asked, “What I should do?”I whispered to her enjoy yourself. She smiled and told me it’s all in your hands and turned to the other side. I hugged her from the back. My hard dick touched her ass. I pressed a little.