Jadu lagane ke baad usne poncha lagana suru kiya. Ab meri halat dheere dheere kharab ho rahi thi. Wo boli saab ji aap kya dek rahe hai. Maine kaha ki ...um bahut sundar ho tum ye sab kaam kyo karti ho tum padai kyo nahi karti. Itna kahate hi wo nam swar mai boli saab ghar main to khane ke liye roti bhi nahi milti hai padai kaha se karu. Aur phir wo rone lagi. Maine use dhiraj bandhate hue uske sar par haath rak diya. Phir wo boli saab aap bahut achha gate hai. Maine kahan kaha achha bas ga leta. ”“That’s not a problem. Why don’t you put it on the rear seat, and use the seat belts to fasten it down? Then you can go park your truck. The only things I have left to do, besides removing the chocks and the tie-downs, is to check the oil and make sure there’s no water in the gas tank. I should have the engine warming up by the time you return. Oh yeah, see if you can get us a couple of coffees from the FBO office.”“I can do that. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”Ten minutes later, the aircraft. I kept doing it, fucking her pussy with my tongue while she was using her fingers to rub her clit. Not even a minute had passed by when she spoke. “I’m going to cum!” And she did. All her juices sprayed right onto my face and her body shook and shivered in intense delight. I let her legs drop down and moved up to kiss her lips. We made out like high school teenagers, our tongues wagging like dog tails in each other’s mouths. She crossed her legs around my waist and put her arms around my neck.. “Nice, nice. Average, average, yuck, owww…Average… very nice.” That was in response to the nicelooking blond that was walking right towards me. “Very, very nice,” I said to my self as I recognized mywife of 12 years. She had on a sparkling, long blackhalter dress that showed her shoulders and had a slitup to her mid thigh. The string of pearls I’d given her the day I proposedwere draped around her neck. Her blond hair was tied ina tight bun on her head.