She looked so amazing and I don't think my cock was ever so hard. She spread her ass cheeks for me, and I pushed my cock against her waiting hole. She...groaned loudly, pushing herself back against me. I started to fuck her butt as best I could. It was the most intense feeling I ever had. My cock was made for that ass. It was not too tight but not loose. It was perfect.I pounded her butt as best I could, making her groan and whimper into my pillow. I could feel her arse clench around my cock. Just a few steps away from the door, it finally hit me. The sounds I was hearing were the sounds of sex. Two people going at it hard and heavy on a bed. At first I thought my wife was being attacked until I clearly heard her yell, "Fuck me, Oh God Yes" over and over.The door to the bedroom was slightly ajar and the noise from my wife having sex with someone other than me was quite clear now. I tried peeking in through the door but the view of the bed was still blocked, so slowly and carefully I. We took a Cab and moved towards Naldera, on the way I realised that I had forgotten my wallet and asked them to wait at a nearly park while I get the wallet. I came back to the hotel and with my key opened my room door and I could hear voices in the room and I slowly opened and crawled inside.I was Shocked to See that Pallavi’s shirt was open and Sandeep was busy sucking her mangoes. She was shouting fuck me Bhenchod you mother fucker and he then took out his cock and put it into her pussy he. But tradition was as it was and so even at this most untraditional funeral, some things were irrepressible.After they had exchanged heartfelt sorrows and sympathetic well wishes the guests then proceeded to the casket to take one last look at a face they had never seen before. It was fortunate that an open casket was possible, a rare event in police funerals, however the officer in question had died of vehicular accident, no form of foul play. Of course what it had taken to restore the corpses.