Therefore, as the team walked by, I ducked down in my seat. I wasn’t scared of them, per se, but I didn’t need additional problems brought on just...because I was sitting here.Part of me felt like an idiot hiding in my sister’s car. However, I knew if I let them see me, and any of them knew who I was then her car could suffer damage while they tried to get at me. Especially after the fight this morning.The football team passed by without incident, as did many of the floats and vehicles of the. She reached my dick for the first time and pulled me towards her. She started stroking my dick softly saying, ‘ye baat kisi ko batana mat Rohit’. I said’ I promise aunty’. She smiled and kissed on my lips.Her wet body was hugging my bare back from a side. I reached her breasts with my right hand and started pressing it. And before she said anything I kissed her lips. She started stroking my dick more strongly now. I was in the extreme pleasures. I could die now I thought (but how could I die. She relaxed her jaw as the head of Jamal's dick pushed into the back of her throat. Again, I watched my wife's throat bulge as it filled with thick black cock."That's my good little slut!" Jamal gasped, as he pushed the last of his ten-inch cock down her throat.'I can't believe she can fit that huge thing in her mouth!' I looked on in amazement as Jamal pumped his dick in and out of my wife's throat. For a solid minute, I watched ten inches of thick black cock fucking my wife's throat."Deep. In the end, she promised that she would be more frugal. It never happened. There was always something that came first. It was twenty months after we married that Rebecca discovered she was pregnant. Five months later, she quit her job. It wasn’t a big blow to our income, since she was spending most of what she earned on non-essentials. However, it did make my new rules about expenditures that much more important. I was almost at the point where I was going to shift our joint account to a new.