"If it was you, then how could you dothat to your own wife and not do it to that bitch that tried to kill mewith her fucking SUV?"It seemed to shut hi... up and with that, I sat on his face; theglistening tent pole sticking out from his crotch a reminder of myearlier climax and making me feel suddenly empty inside.***We repeated this scenario for two weeks: Me taunting him, him fuckingme with the dildo and finally pleasing me with his mouth and fingers.It was the highpoint of my sex life. Not. Rahul mujhe chodoo….mee tumharee slave huu mujhee jitnaa marzee katoo mere sare sharer koo kaat doo mujhe apnaa banaa loo..mee saree kee saree tumhare huu.Rahul nee bhee response me mujhee mere sir kee balo see lekar mere pav tak mere saree sharer koo chumaa mee khushee see pagal hue za rahee thee aur uskee sharer kaa zoo ang mere munh kee samnee aataa apnee dant us mee gadakar danadan katee zaa rahee thee. Donoo siskareyaa bharte aur ek dusree koo chumtee chaattee aur mee to paglo kee tarah. The small talk was pleasing, but there was an undercurrent flowing between them. They could both feel it, but he was letting her take the lead. He was holding back, not wanting to scare her off. Finally, she asked him to stop the car, ‘I want to kiss you.’ He did. They did. The kiss was so deep, that it left them both breathless. They couldn’t do more than kiss for just a few minutes, because they were in a very public place. As they continued to drive and chat, he held her hand, gently teased. Woh itni zor se meri phuli gand ko daba raha tha mano kisi papite ko daba kar pakane ki koshish mein ho. Halki dard hui par main use rokna nahi chahti thi.Apni jeeb bhi uske muh mein deti hui kiss ko kafi lamba chalne deti rahi. Isi beech uska hath jo mere baalo pe tha. Use woh meri boob par le gaya aur use bhi kapdo ke upar se dabane laga. Kai baar kapdo ke sath hi meri ubhri hui nipple ko nichodta hua mujhe aur pagal kar deta.Main bhi apni ek hath neeche le gayi aur uske pant ke samne pakad.