I thought ...what the hell why not one more.I walked up to the drivers side and looked into the window and was greeted with an older guy with his pant... down around his ankles and stroking a magnificent cock behind the steering wheel. He smiled up toward me, and I reached into the window and put my hand around his dick.He let go of his hand and I slowly stroked his hardening cock.He asked me if I wanted to keep him company in the car....and I walked around the passenger side and got in.The seats. And now, after 24 hours here, I am in my husband’s home as his wife.Something I always wanted.A Suhagraat to remember.And it was a lovely feeling of making him happy.Cooking for him.Soon, I slept.I was half sleepy when Rajeev joined me on the bed and I just leaned my head on his hairy chest. I don’t know how long I slept but when I woke up, I was in the same position with Rajeev’s hand on my waist and my head on his chest.My manicured hands with red nails and Mehendi with bridal bangles were. Then she turned her face to mine, and laid a kiss from heaven on my lips. Not knowing what I was doing, I just placed my lips against her's. Then I felt the tip of her tongue start to press gently between my lips. I parted them and her tongue slid in.All of a sudden the burden behind my zipper threatened to tear a hole through. It was actually very painfully folded trying to straighten out. I have heard people describe a tent sticking out, but I am here to tell you that denim does not "tent.". I was a bit hungry myself. I’ll admit to eating too many breadsticks. I always do.Jackie did a Google search and called a hotel near the airport for reservations and found us two kings adjoined. “No smoking, the lady says,” Jackie warned us and laughed when the clerk said that. “No problem, ma’am. I was just laughing at the thought of one of us pulling out a cigarette. Sorry. Thank you. We’ll be there in a couple hours or less.” She’s going to be invaluable to me one day. I can already tell.The.