She came to me and sat beside me we started discussing different matters regarding her studies being village girl she was not confident enough to talk...to a man from city. I asked her studies and she told shyly that even at 15 she is in class 5th of local school. During our discussion I was looking either in her eyes or in her cleavage that shall I call at leastShe was wearing a dupata (Scarf) as well that was an obstacle in the way of my inventory of her body. I asked her about her friends to. ‘Yep ... a very acquired taste.” She grimaced with a slightly sour face. “But I love you too anyway. I suppose it will improve with repeated practices.”“Undoubtedly. Now, while you’re in the mood to stretch your sexual horizons, go try and swallow Jack’s bladder stream. It’s harder to drink when they’re on their back and you’re sucking head down, but deep throat him and keep your lips sealed tight and try to let him piss right down your throat. Or right inside of your ass ... I love that full. Things were going better than I expected, until I noticed that Sarah and William were getting quite friendly.Now I expected my wife to be congenial, but the interaction with William was not normal. She was flirting and he was enabling her. All of a sudden, I was remembering the reasons why I hated my brother. He was leaving the next day, so I didn't want to make a fuss. I forced myself to spend more time with my dad than I wanted to, just so I could avoid seeing Sarah and William together. It. I knew I was not going to last long. Images ran through my mind of all her fantasies, all these men taking pleasure from my fiancé. I thought about all the cum she would get as her reward.I looked at her and groaned, “Oh my god Nadia, your argument is the best. I am going to give you my answer in a second. That seemed to flip a switch in Nadia. She slid my cock out to the point where she just her lips around the head. She bobbed up and down as fast as she could, sucking hard as her hand.