“Outcaste culture, in case you’re wondering. We outcastes tend to mind our own business, say little, complain little, and try not to rock the boat... The caste system might be illegal, but it still affects our thinking in some ways. Most of my Indian patrons are fellow outcastes, though that’s changing. Only Indians can tell who is and isn’t an outcaste, but if you’ll note the conduct of us around the various castes, there is a tendency to be non-confrontational and very meek with them,” Devi. It is in direct contrast to the thousands of , “Loving Wives” stories I see, where the first thought a guy has after seeing his wife with another man is, how hard his own dick is. I know there are many men out there who share in that fantasy, if not, in reality. But I believe there are many more who believe, as I, in the sanctity of marriage. This is a story just for them. I sincerely hope I get a lot of feed back from this and I hope you enjoy the story.Thanks,nakdsubIt’s the thought that. 'So...' she said seductively - 'I heard from the g**** vine that cute white boys like you give good head...' - 'Why don't you prove to me that that rumour is true?' She said, smiling naughtily. I suggested to her that she sit her ass down on the bed and let me show her what I could do. She dimmed the lights and sat down, her powerful legs wide, inviting me to come and lick her out while laying on the bed with her back. I got on all fours on her bed, holding on to her powerful legs and slowly. With every stroke I was thinking of Linda’s juicy little body that I just wanted to cover with cum. In desperate need of some action I climbed into bed and started rubbing my wife’s body up and down until she started to wake up a little. All my wife had on was a t-shirt and a pair of panties which were quickly taken off and thrown to the floor. I caressed Angel’s body up and down while I began kissing her lips and neck. She really started to get turned on when I ran a finger up the slit of.