..well... like a beggar. He was about 60 years old and his hair was unkempt and matted with unwashed dirt. He looked like he hadn't had a shower in ag...s. He stank of sweat and urine. His teeth were stained and there were dried drool marks on his cheeks. But his blanket still looked like a warm heaven. I was lost in these thoughts when my wet and shivering wife extended her shaking hand and took the beggars offering. She gulped two big sips of the dark rum and I could see some colour return to. Ab ghar me sirf bhabhi mai aur uska 4 sal ka beta bas tha.Sunday k din mai subah se aunty ko chodne ka plan bana raha tha, usi din wo about 9 baje mere room pe aai, usne black transparent blouse pehni thi jiska side view dekhne pe uske boobs pure dikhai de rahe the bus nipple nahi dikh raha tha usne kaha mai nahane ja rahi hu tum niche aakar mere bete ko dekho maine kaha thik hai aur wo nahane chali gayi & mai uske room me chala gaya waha uski bra latki thi jisk sieze 36 tha mai bra ko sunghne. It was so stimulating and erotic that I started riding Gary hard while watching the guy behind us get his cock sucked, and another couple beside us going at it doggy style. I wanted to reach out a hand and offer them some assistance but kept my hands to myself. Then a guy who was watching us fuck reached out and got a handful of my breast, and I pushed him away, letting him know he can watch but no touching.That night was a source of foreplay and dirty talk for us for months to follow. We were. I was just happy to be able to talk to her. When I was deployed (which seemed like most of the time) I’d gotten to see her on leaves. I had 30 days per year of leave, but I tried to take it a week at a time. Val was living in a little apartment off campus now, and a week with her was precious. We had talked (dreamed) about her getting a job after law school, where I was stationed, so we could actually live together. At least when I wasn’t deployed. Still, living with her for 90 days between.