I was always on alert. It was drilled into me, always scanning my surroundings. I had no reason to be so vigil. It was just part of my survival traini...g. I couldn’t just turn it off.I checked the door and found a fresh newspaper. I immediately opened it to the jobs section. Although I had enough money to last me for about a month, maybe two if I could stay with my brother, I knew I had to start looking for a job and the sooner the better, especially in light of the market downturn.I was buried. When I heard that I immediately set about downloading the video to my desktop where I could process it using my various software programs to clean up the video and audio and more completely examine the details.The more I worked on the raw video, viewed it and listened to it to appreciate the details, the more convinced I became, that I was indeed watching my wife getting fucked by a well-hung younger guy.The dialog seemed stilted; like two people fucking for the first time. The guy kept asking. Megan kept pumping her fist into and out of Mommy and Mommy began sucking my cock again! She was cuming over and over. I could hear Megan's hand squelch,with every thrust. Megan was giggling and laughed out loud when she said "I made Mommy Rain!"I couldn't last any longer! "Mommy! Stop! MOMMEEE! STOP!" And the bitch did.I almost fell over. I was reaching for my dick when I felt Megan's hand try to close around my cock shaft. Their cheeks were pressed together and as Megan jerked me off,Mommy. For chats, you can contact me using mail: and Google Hangouts: alldaysaurav12.Well, many asked me whether my stories are true or not. It’s because the number of girls I’ve had sex with is big. I actually don’t appreciate telling lies, I seal the opportunity of having sex. Getting back to the experience, sit back, buckle up and imagine what I enjoyed.This incident happened when I was in 2nd Year B. Tech. I had recently broken up with my girlfriend and even stopped banging Komal Bhabhi. I was.