Sultanali had left and Rajshree was just checking the girl’s rooms for something. As I looked around the corner, my heart sank even further. They we...e on the edge of the bed. I could see my wife and Mr. Sultanali. He had his head tilted down and appeared to be kissing her neck area. His right hand was around her shoulder with his left hand on her breasts through the brassier. Her top was completely unbuttoned. I felt like I was going to panic as my heart began to race.He was moving his head now. She has a neat fig of 38-32-38, very sexy, fair in colour beautiful attractive face too. She comes to my room to sweep early morning wen im sleeping as she enter my room hearing sweep noise i wakeup n watch her sweep bending she never wear bra, her boobs 38 round like mini football, she never cares abt me watching her staring at her she smiles n move to complete her work. One day wen i taking bath i saw her sitting n washing clothes through bathroom window, it was clean view for me to see her 2. Aur mainChod raha tha. Main bhi kehne se ruk na saka, “Aarti raani, teri choot to chodneKe liye hi bani hai. Raani, kya choot hai. Bahut maza aa raha hai. Bol na kaisiLag rahi hai yeh chudai.” “Sahab, rukiye mat, bas chodte rahiye, chodiye chodiyeChodiye.” Is tarah hum na jaane kitni der tak maza lete hue khub kas kas karChodte hue jhar gaye. Kya cheez thi, ekdum chodne ke liye hi bani thi shayad. Doston man nahi bharaTha. 20 minute baad maine phir apna lund uske munh mein daala aur khub. I was lucky and they didn't come after me. I made it across town a bit quicker than I had expected and was able to slow to a walk on Smith Street. It was dark now and I was surprised how quiet it was. It was only 8.30 so in the end I was early. I walked past 300 Smith Street a couple of times but no-one grabbed me so when it started to rain I headed into a nearby bar. There were only two people in there, a barmaid and a man who was fucking her face. The guy looked at me and took the barmaid off.