Slowly, the topic shifted to sex and they said they love Indian women. I said that I am on my honeymoon and showed them my wife’s pic. They said, lu...ky you.I was straight to the point and told them they can be lucky too. They were taken back. Then I showed them the pics of my naked wife naked tied and blindfolded which I took last night. They had a boner and agreed but I too had plans in my mind.“On one condition”, I said.“What?”, they asked.I said, “You have to fuck her like there is no. "If you will do that when we get back to the condo, I will lick you clean."I gulped. "Uh, I was being rhetorical."Eve grinned even more. "I wasn't."Joan was now smiling though was a bit wide-eyed. She whispered, "I wonder where she would start."I think she was talking to herself but it was loud enough for both of us to hear. Eve said, "That would be a tough decision. There are so many good parts." That started the two of them giggling. They looked at my face and it turned into laughing. I. I switched off the lights again, it was dark in the bedroom, I could see her faintly. I was hard like an iron rod. I swiftly pulled down my underwears to make little room for my parrot. It was almost 2 am, I had lost my sleep completely. I knew it was a clear indication of invitation to the exploration of her body, my gentlemanly manners didn’t allow me to do anything stupid. After a minute or two, she spoke, she asked me in a sarcastic manner ” By the way you have a great view from your. I finally caught up to her sitting under the big cottonwood tree next to the pond. Tears were streaming down her face and she wouldn’t look at me.“Becky, honey, are you okay?”Through her sobbing she muttered “I don’t know”.Finally, she turned and looked at me, wiping the tears from her eyes. “Am I just a fuck toy for you; someone you keep around as a cum dump while jabbing your fuck stick in anyone that will lie still?”“You can’t believe that Becky. All I’ve ever wanted is you. If you are the.