I can-" My wife put her hands up. "No need to explain. I found out about her. She found out about me."I watched and waited for the explosion. To my sh...ck, it never came. She reached across the table and grabbed my hand. "Sure, at first I was shocked, then hurt. But, I thought about it and realized you just needed more than I alone could give. I contacted Cara and we had a heart-to-heart talk about the matter."I glanced at Cara, trying to gauge her feelings. I didn't have to wait long.Her hand. I touched everyone’s feet for blessings, my mama took me in his arms and patted on my back.” So good to see you son.”AfTer that we talked a lot about my college, job and stuff. In the meanwhile, I couldn’t help but look at my Mami. She was a beautiful lady, not white but not dark also, light brown complexion but the best thing was she had an absolute even skin tone with a nice curvy body which I could see through her saree. I see why mama married her.Next day in the morning, I woke up and came. For a moment, she was at a loss, but then her mind went back to the movies, and she realized, with a strange feeling of gratefulness, that those had probably been played just to give her ideas. ‘Whiff me,’ she stammered around the finger still in her mouth, ‘whiff me harf.’ ‘Whip you? I could do that.’ Lisa didn’t appear averse to the idea. ‘What should I use, though?’ Her eyes bore into Helen’s. ‘Feh cane!’ The words had tumbled out of her mouth before she could think about it, and Lisa’s. My right hand thwacking her pale arse cheek as I thrust into her, my left mauling at her perfect tits, pinching her nipples. I could tell from her occasional winces followed by groans she was aroused from the occassional discomfort experiences and I wanted the same.Hastily withdrawing with a ridiculously sexy slurp from her rear tunnel, I collapsed, panting onto my back, sweat pouring from my brow. "Don't stop you BASTARD" Carla screamed as she swung round to face me. Arching my brow and.