.. it would have made sense to find somewhere private to fuck her, but I didn’t want to. This was my house, and if I wanted to fuck my wife in the h...llway then damn it, I was going to fuck my wife in the hallway.“They’re out,” she whispered in reply, a smile on her face. “They’re both on dates.”I hope the men pay, I mentally noted. My girls are worth it. Before I could follow that train of thought any further, I realized I was letting myself get distracted when a perfect walking fucktoy was. Dadaji ne kaha, “Humri rani hona? Ekdum dard chala jayega minute bhar ma aur tumka bahut maza aayega. Rani baitho dhire se.” Mummy ‘Aahh’ karte hue dadaji ke lund pe baith gayi. Mujhe ab dadaji ka lund ka ek bhi bhag nahi dikh raha tha.Unka pura lund meri mummy ki fuddiya mein chala gaya tha.Meri mummy ke muh se abhi bhi, “Aahh, bahute dard ho raha hai,” nikal rahi thi. Dadaji ne kaha, “Ruk jao turant chala jayega. Itna bat man lo hum tumka sikha rahe hai naya chiz. Taki humri rani ko koi ei na. ‘What’s wrong Bitch, jealous! You should have fucked me last time when you had the chance but you didn’t want to’! Embarrassed, my humiliation complete as I could only watch as she pleasure her self driving down onto his hardness, her huge breasts swinging like pendulums, the leather straps unable to contain their weight. For what seemed like a lifetime I had to watch, my cock now straining as I watched her riding him with total abandonment. I couldn’t believe the young sub’s stamina. He was. ” All I could do was stammer out, “I’m ok, just fine, all my fault, stupid headphones”. That’s when she finally looked down and saw the jewelry in my nipples. I have barbells through them and they have snakes in the shape of stirrups that swing from them. She gasped “wow” and something about them matching the tattoo she had glimpsed on my back as she reached out and fingered one of them. Flipping it up and back down again. I moaned rather loudly, I really tried not to, but it just came out. She.