From near-about that time, I developed an interest, an attraction towards my maid. As I mentioned, she was in her forties, similar to any typical Indi...n lady. The wheatish complexion, fat at the right places, oiled hair, pierced and seemingly conservative. As time passed, my lust soared and my attraction increased.I began imagining her and me in different situations, making out. One fine day, I gathered some courage and decided to interact with her after school at any cost. Once home, I tried. And to service my wife. My heart got broken again every time. To add more indignity, she would come home and insist that I use my mouth on her. Gerta’s pussy would be slimed with her lover’s cream. It made me sick to my stomach but I wasn’t confident enough to confront her about her infidelity. I had been turned into a cuckold by my voluptuous wife but was too addicted to her voluminous curves to do anything about it. Then that account had been transferred to someone else so Kurt could open up. Shree began to flail her arms and thrash around as I hit her G spot. She held a pillow to muffle her screams as she came in a flash. The juices began to gush in a torrent and I lapped it all up. Shree meanwhile was on throes of ecstasy and was still wildly thrashing her arms. ‘Ashu, fuck me’ these were the words Shree uttered as she held my arms and began to pull me over her. I deliberately slowed and began to plant kisses all over her body as I moved upwards. Her pointed nipples brushed. “YES! YES! RIGHT THERE!” Her loud moans started turning into screams. The full moon illuminated Lexi. The way it lit the room added to the ecstasy feeling we had.“DON’T YOU DARE STOP! OH MY GOD!” It felt like we could go all night. Everything started falling off, the desk kept banging against the wall. Nothing could compare to our fiery passion for each other.“OH GOD! IM CUMMING! IM CUMMING! IM-”I felt it all over me, it was such a sensational feeling. She screamed loud enough for the police to.