Yehi chahiye tha na, le ab, maine sab laaj sharam chhod di hai, na logoki na duniya ki. Ab raah chalti randi ban gayi hu, jaha bole wahi paav khol dun...i. Bas tu lund pelte reh.(Yeah, bastard, you made me a whore. I don’t like wearing clothes too. Just keep fucking me like a cheap slut whenever and wherever you want.)We fucked for 15 minutes, and he came inside me. I made the saree proper, and we went for the reception. Now at the reception, it was a scene to watch. All the ladies of the family. Her surprised look says ‘sorry’. Lying on the blanket I watch Hazel taking up her position a couple of feet above my head; legs apart facing my feet. From my position I see her glistening pussy lips. Above them is her shaved landing strip. Next, her boobs heave slightly in anticipation and between them her lovely face smiling down to me. She kneels over my face still not breaking eye contact. Hazel then announces, “As the loser you will lick my pussy until I cum. OK?” I happily raise my hands,. Licking her lips she slowly took me in to her warm wet mouth, sucking gently as more of my cock disappeared. Moaning as she swallowed he began to massage her rear. I couldn't see what he was doing but whatever it was it sent her over the edge.As she recovered he slid his cock into her and slowly started to fuck her. She started moaning again and grabbing my cock swallowed it almost down to the base. As he thrust into her her tits swung back and forth I took one in my hand and caressed it. I had been gone for about an hour. As I entered I couldn't see Polly in the booth. All the guys were there but where my wife had been sitting there was an empty place. Just then I noticed her head bobbing up and down. She was laying on her side on the seat and sucking one guys cock as another guy was fucking her from behind. I climaxed again in my pants, the sight of my lovely wife being fucked was just too much for me to take.I once again cleaned myself up in the Gents and when I returned to.