”He did not utter a word and continued with his act.Finally I came and instantaneously he exploded inside me, emptying all his sperm inside my ferti...e womb.“It was good.” He said“Yeah it was. Are you happy?”“Are you happy?”We burst into fists of laughter.“Ok it is 7 ‘o’ clock and Arun may come home anytime so we must get dressed.”“No. Turn around and lift up your fucking ass.”“What? You just fucked me.”I have heard of being fucked doggy style but never experienced it in my married sexual life.. Her ass sticking up, with her legs spread wide. Taking my place behind her, She feels something at the entrance to her pussy again. She tenses slightly, but it was only my finger, sliding gently in and out until it was covered in her juices, and she was tingling in anticipation again. She feels me reposition myself so my cock was touching her pussy. This time I didn’t ram myself inside; I pushed, slowly, excruciatingly slowly, until she was whimpering in need. When I was finally deep inside. He could still see the flash of the grenade launcher, almost like a movie in frame by frame. The water had gone cold. Nelson switched it off and pulled a dirty towel from the hamper. In a few moments he had dried himself and wrapped it around his waist. As he reentered the bedroom, he glanced at the digital clock. 3:40, still two hours before work. Work? Well, what passed for work. He eyed the closet where his last clean uniform hung. White shirt, black trousers and black cummerbund. The. She moved out wiping her tears up.She went off and I knew she has a corner for me. Around 12:30 AM she started to drop SMS on my number. Just one liner message “I hate you.” She dropped that message 100 times till morning. I didn’t reply back nor called her next day. I wanted to give her some time to think about it. Next day around 7:30 the owner of the Gomati called me. He said that the girl I saw few times in last few days was sitting there in the Gomati since 5 PM. He said that whenever he.