She said, in the cold night, she would not be able to stay whole night in the train. She asked me to spend the night in a hotel. I liked her proposal....e went out of the station to look for a hotel. We hired a rickshaw asked the rickshaw puller to take us to a moderately good hotel. Meanwhile, I called my wife and told about the train accident and I was going to stay in a hotel but did tell Mithila was with me. After long search we found a hotel, which was not very standard one. Before entering. Her vaginal passage felt as if it had been impaled with the heavy, sawed off limb of a tree; yet, at the same time, there were weird spasms of intensively rising desire filling her, and her tender channel began to fill with her feminine lubricant as never before as the thrusting cock began touching sensitive trigger points inside and outside her tender, young vagina! Nevertheless, she compulsively fought the sensuality, her sickened, fear-filled mind concerned only with the horrifying animal. It looked like he did not want to leave me. He kissed me deeply on my lips. He embraced me again.My husband said, " Simran, my love. Do not worry. Enjoy yourself fully. But please come to our bed, after Hardayalji has pumped all his semen, fully into your cunt. I shall be thinking of you and waiting for you "So saying, my husband walked away from the room, shutting the door behind him. Now Hardayalji and I, were all alone in his bed-room. I sat nervously beside him.Hardayalji said, " Simran. "Fuckin' hell, her cunt's all wet, the old biddy's turned on." The voice was Will's.She felt his hand move to her hips and then her panties being pulled down. She looked down and saw the hand come back between her thighs."Fuck, she's really wet Mike," he said, as she felt him alter his position behind her.The next thing, she felt lips on her ass cheeks and a finger slip between her lips then into her hole. Her panties slid down her legs, with a little help from Will and now she was completely.