Kissed her good bye and went to my house, got changed and went to meet sara, sara made me some breakfast, both ate together and then I left, kissing h...r goodbye. Couldn’t concentrate much on studies after the pleasant sex I had last night. Called sara on her house number during break and told her my feelings, she said the same, told her to be ready at 6pm. After college I went straight to her house, she was wearing a sexy saree, I told her last night I like to see women in sarees and it will. I got an idea and removed my mobile and slowly opened the door. They didn’t notice it as they were busy fucking.I just opened a little door and started to record it. The faces of Shobha and Rahul were visible. They were fucking in a doggy style. Rahul was squeezing her boobs like orange and she was moaning. I recorded for a few minutes and slowly closed the door and came back home.The first thing I did was went to the washroom and saw the video. I masturbated watching my mother-in-law fucking. And he began to resent it. He felt the first twinge of resentment flood his gut when, one day (a day which had already been a particularly bad one), she absentmindedly turned to look at the television mounted above him and caught his eye, locked it, then frowned and dismissively looked away. That bitch! Who the hell does she think she is? I’ve been here the whole time, I’ve memorized every strand on that stupid little head of hers. I’ve been the only one in this fucking bar interested in. Matters intensified when he slipped his long tongue inside her. She was liquid satin and he lapped up every drop she could give before returning to slather her clitoris with her own wetness and revelling in the ever-increasing sounds she made. He sensed she was close and couldn’t recall a time he'd been rewarded so quickly. She must have been pre-heated, building up the encounter in her mind while they were in the pub. Or maybe she'd really slipped away to touch herself.Whatever the reason, she.