.. go on!" Then my hand was filled with her hot, gushing cum as she squeezed and bucked against me. "What the fuck is going on here?" The harsh voice ...roke the spell of ecstasy. A man stood in the doorway, clearly not pleased. I lost my erection. "Are you fucking my wife?" he demanded. "Sorry," was all I could stammer.He looked at his wife. "And are you enjoying it?" "Very much," she replied. Oh shit, I thought. "So was I," he said. " I've been watching you all along. She's good, isn't she. Even her own mother and brother, Manesh praised her charms and beauty but my own mother never said a word of praise for my charms or beauty. After all I was a young girl and did feel a desire to be appreciated as beautiful as Puja was. Manesh was 2 years elder to Puja and was studying at University for a Math’s degree. He was well versed in Math’s and used to give us some coaching in mathematics at times. He was about 5’ 9’ in height, well built, broad shoulders, clean shaved, nicely dressed. I told her no, that it was a tip for the show a few nights earlier. She said I must really be hard up if I enjoyed looking at her saggy breasts. I replied I thought she had quite a nice rack and really enjoyed the view. She told me not to let my wife hear me say that and get out of the car (smiling all the time). As I left the car, I told her she should wear a low cut top every time we work together. She called a few days later to get me to help her plant some more flowers, and sure enough she. I’m tired. I’m sort of numb too, but mostly it feels just ... I don’t know ... anticlimactic?”“Yeah, after a few really big cums, anything else is going to feel ... less.”“Trouble is ... I’m still horny.”“You’re always horny!” Kathy laughed. “That’s one of the things I love about you. ‘Pet my pussy!’ ‘I need your tongue in me!’ You’re insatiable!”“Guilty. But it was your idea for us to go commando when we’re together.”“True. I do love it when you jump in my car and the first thing you do it.