Main bahut khush hun ki mere pati hamesha hi mujhe chudai ka maza deten hai. Hamare beech chudai hona jindgi ka ek jaroori hissa hai. Wo roz mujhe cho...te hai aur main roz unse chudwati hun, kabhi kabhi to din me do – teen baar bhi. Mujhe koi aisi raat ya din yaad nahi hai jab maine nahi chudwaya ho. Ham dono hi chod kar aur chudwa kar bahut khush hai kyon ki ham jaise chae, jab chae, jitni chahe chudai karten hain aur chudai ka poora samman karten hai. Ek din dopahar ko mere pitaji ka Goa se. This continued for quite a while and I smoked cigarette after cigarette just watching them through the window in the door, giving them some space. Shortly, my wife opened Hakan's pants, removing his cock and slowly started stroking it while they kissed. His hand kept rubbing her pussy through the thin material of her pants, and his head lowered to her tits, taking each one into his mouth in turn as he licked, sucked and nibbled on her nipples. Her head rolled back in ecstasy and I could her her. .and then again. He was snorting like some beast as he fucked me and I just gripped onto my sink with my hair over my eyes, whimpering with pleasure. I asked him to talk dirty and he did and it so turned me on. I don’t know how I survived that huge penis, but it was a pleasurable pain if you know what I mean. What am I saying…it was fucking awesome, my whole body was turning into one big orgasm “Danielle… you dirty fucking slut… you little bitch!” “Aaaaahhhh…aaaaah…eeeee….ooooh..Greg…Ooooh!” I. Of course he would be ready for another round. He was Kevin. ‘That didn’t take long.’ I smiled at him. ‘You said sex.’ Kevin grinned back at me and lowered his head so he could kiss my lips. I was about to wrap my arms around him and try to get him hard enough so we could go another round when undeniable sound of a pager vibrating against the dresser caught our attention. My head fell back onto the pillow and I fought back the tears that were building up. It was my night. Not there’s. Kevin.