But for the last six years of our marriage, that sex part had been missing, replaced by constant arguments and fights. I missed the sex part of our ma...riage, but not any of the arguing and fighting.Looking at the man in front of me, I knew that he was in a lot of discomfort if not a lot of pain from holding it. I looked at his wrapped hands, and I could tell that he could in no way unzip himself and pull his dick out (sorry he called it his "Johnson"). I guess that must be an age thing. My dad. After a 1.5 hour fuck session I filled her asshole with my cum and lay down on her body. She kissed me and said…Payal: bohat maza aya Vicky gand marwany ka is lory sy meri to gaand abhi tak dard kar rahi haiMe: don’t worry meri rani sab theek ho jayegaWe were lying on bed in each other arms then I asked Payal thatMe: Payal tumhara driver meri mom ko pehly bhi chodta hai kiyaPayal: Han us ny kai baar tumhari maa ko meri ghar par or tumhary ghar par choda hai yahi nahi ham dono ikathy chudai bhi. Mai phele jati hun phr tum 5 min bad ana room mai bataien karenge yeh bol kar chali gayie. Phr mai gaya uske room mai gaya woha dekha toh kundi khuli thi. Jaisi andar gusa maine dekha ki woh apne top phen rahi thi or neche jeans phen rakha tha normal kapdo mai aagayie thi usne kaha aao Baitho or usne phr kundi lag diyi or phr khene lagi ki humare pas zyada time nhi. Toh phr woh mere pas akar baith gayie uske bad maine uske kamar par hath rakha or phr use apni taraf kicha or kiss karne laga uske. I faced him again, wrapping a leg around him and grinding the soft cloth of the thong against his throbbing member. “Did you not like that?” I asked, flashing him a grin. Blood covered the front of my teeth and more trickled down his neck. He shook his head, but the strength of his erection told otherwise. It pressed against me, the fire in his veins reaching a frenzy I was familiar with—we call it the succubae stare, a look of hunger and lust that soon consumes most men into a sexual state.