So I was not the perfect boyfriend? No."Have you never felt inadequate?" I wrote. "Faced with my beautiful sexygirlfriend I felt inadequate. Who w...uldn't? She was the most beautifulwoman on the train each morning."It was impossible that this sexy woman in her black lace dress, fishnetsand wedge heels was not cheating on me wasn't it? I mean even if shedidn't want to, men would be falling at her feet. The temptation would betoo great! She might not be seduced easily, but she was a woman. On our three day honeymoon, all he wanted to do was take photographs and not of me either.I was surprised that he never made me his golf caddy. But that honour was given to another nice young man. Things for me improved dramatically at the Mayor's summer ball. We were enjoying a spell of really hot weather so the lady's attire was quite flimsy. There was a lady over the far side of the room whom I had never seen before.A quick word with Alison the wife of the Deputy Mayor confirmed that she was. I fucked her hard and cupped her boobs. She was panting. I heard Mini’s passionate grunts coming from upstairs. I imagined myself to be fucking my sister and Jhanvi bucked her ass,” Yes son, fuck me, fuck me hard. Fuck me just as my son is fucking your sister. You sister Mini too is a real bitch, always hungry for a cock. You can give her your cock after you have cooled me down. You deserve you bitch sister.”I put a finger into Jhanvi’s asshole and moved it up and down, making her squirm and. It was maddening and impossible to resist. He tried to escape his thoughts and concentrate on licking the sensitive flesh on the inside of her thighs where the panties ended. His tongue flickered over the sharp interface between flesh and cloth. She squirmed and moaned in response trying to move her pussy beneath his tongue. He stood back up and eased the lace from her legs before bending back down in earnest. He felt the soft bare flesh swell at the touch of his tongue as he lightly touched.