I think he could tell I wasn't interested in reading my book and so he asked if I was wouldn't mind chatting with him to pass the few hours of our tri.... We started with the usual where was I from(America) and what I was doing in England. A very respectable older gentleman. He sat down in the seat next to me and I learned his name was Earl and he was headed to Manchester to visit with some old friends from university. He had a kind smile and he was a little bit cheeky. He started asking me how. So here's everything I had wanted to see. Full hidden conversations pics and meeting times and places. My mind was blown my wife was Tony's full time slut while I'm at work or out running errands. The further I dug the more I realized how he manipulated her into being his slut. It was great he basically was fucking her and every time he'd fuck he'd make films or take pictures of her. Tony would then blackmail her with the evidence to make her do what ever he wanted. He'd demand her to send. Although I woremy underwear under my swimsuit I could not hide the erection of my thick long cockon seeing her. Sanyukta noticed this but pretended that she did not notice it. Throughout that day I kept on staring at her boobs(as large as melons) and her shapely ass and pussy.This continued even when we were having lunch. She was sitting besides me that time and after some time when everyone was busy chatting she put her palm on my cock and gave it a squeeze. OHHHH! My god I was out of this. Thik hai lekin phir 100 rupey wali baat kissi se nahin kahoge” “nahin kahoonga..tum yahan late jao” “thik hai..lekin zara jaldi karna..kahin tumhare ghar walon mein se koi jaag na jaaye” phir vo late gayee aur mai uski kamar choomne lagaa. Phir maine uski dhuni(navel) chaatni shuru kar di “tum zara ulti ho jao, mujhe tumhari peeth(back) bahut acchi lagti hai..khaas kar jab yeh paseene mein bheegee hoti hai” “hai rabaa..tum mujhe chupi nigaahon se dekhte rehte ho kya” “han” mai uski peeth.