Meine kaha jo bhi hy.mujhe aaj or abhi chahiye.usne kaha ruko me aati hu or woh baath room me chali gayi or peace hata k aa gayi.jab meine uske blouse...ko khola to pagal ho gaya. Kya mast or tight boobs the uske. Mein jor jor se dabane laga. Usne kaha pls abhi ahista se lo.dard ho raha hy.meine jab puri saree hatani chahi to usne kaha nahi pls. Agar tum pure kapde utarne ko kahoge to mein nahi karungi tumhare saath. Meine kaha thik hy.fir meine saree ko thighs tak uthaya or peiro ko uske peiro. But then I paused for a moment, skeptical, even though my hunt for the ever elusive and secretive married Indian wife had finally come to an end, I still had my doubts. You can never be too sure.She said she was interested in my services and that I had to be discreet (which I always am). She gave me her number to text, which was surprising as well, it’s not every day a married Indian lady gives you her number without you asking, maybe she was in heat (little did I know) but all my doubts were. She locked her mouth on mine, muffling her cries as she grunted, groaned and squealed softly through orgasm after orgasm. I reached my own climax, finally, flooding her with cum as she went limp under me. She spent some time recovering“Wow.” she whispered, “That was amazing, I thought I was going to pass out.”“You are most welcome.” I said quietly, “ I gotta pee.”I covered her, pulled on my sweats and crawled out to use our designated boy's latrine then went to see if there was still hot. We went to the city center, Dani told me to hold him by the hand as we're boyfriend and girlfriend. I'm flattered. Before church we stopped because we were at pictures Suzi. Took pictures of us when we stand together then said to be a joke hug and kiss. We were so immediately. Put me in his arms and kissed me. I'm really follow nicely, even when stretched Dani language and he shoved in my mouth. I felt that my panties in a few moves and also felt Dani's dick, which was not completely soft..