Netra also wanted that. Seeing me awake, my girl friend cuddled over me. I pressed her boobs, kissed her and fucked her. Netra was in my mind all the ...hile I was fucking her. Netra’s lips were so sexy. She had big boobs, sharp nipples. When she wears a sari, she just looks stunning with her big ass and sexy figure. We were to go by Rajdhani Express. The train left on time. Now for a week, I and Netra were a couple. Our company had booked a stunning motel in mumbai with two rooms for her. I. Tears were starting to stream down her face. My wife was egging me on to push further in. Finally I got fed up with that so I got on top of her and to be honest I was a bit over excited and just hurled myself into her overly wet hole. I didn’t last long and gushed my stuff into her willing slut hole.We lay together gasping for a while and then my wife asked her what she thought of my performance and she conceded it was the best sex she had ever had and if there was another opportunity on offer,. " Her words were calm, authoritative, transactional. "I know, and you know, that you are an exhibitionist, with a tendency towards promiscuity, if encouraged. I want to take advantage of these desires, and in so doing, allow you to discover your own potential. What do you say?"I was lost for words. I think I got something out, like "yeah, right"."Show me that beautiful body," she commanded. I was out of my clothes, within seconds, displaying a stiffening cock, that had waited so long to have. There was something knowing in his touches, in the way the tip of his finger pressed against my clitoris, the soft movements of his tongue against the flesh of my neck. Hesitant kisses moved across my skin and down my breasts, towards the place where his fingers played. Fingers parted the soft mounds concealing my secrets. Donovan’s eyes rested there, drinking in the image, knowing everything about me in that one look. His head dipped down between my legs and I felt his tongue flick out and.