My house or a hotel would not be possible. It will draw too much attention. So I booked a farm house in Lonavala. It had a basement which was perfect ...or what I had planned. I setup a mattress there and bought some rope. These guys liked to tie up their bitches and I knew Reena chachi enjoyed some BDSM. With the room all setup now I needed to prepare Reena. I did not fuck her an entire week so that she would not be too sore and also so that her lust would be at the peak. She made up a reason. He understood it and now removed his hands from my boobs and circled my body moving them down first to grip my ass. He finally put his hands to rest on the sides of my leggings and started tugging them down.He kissed my pussy over the leggings and started licking too. This made me really horny as I was moaning heavily chanting him to fuck the hell out of me. I was moving my hips such that I wanted his face to be buried in my pussy. He needed little motivation as he brought the leggings to my. As Becky sang carefree in the shower, Dave snatched her clothing but as stated, he went above and beyond the call of duty and snatched her swimming suit as well, on impulse I surmise. Waiting around the corner of a long and vast hallway, he chattered, quiet and hushed given the very fact of us being out of our dorms was punishable by the administration, explaining to us with a tinge of guilt but passionate excitement that he obtained her clothing along with her bathing suit. He produced the. . . I noticed a balcony one floor down about 100 feet away. Two guys enjoying the ocean view, a beer and a free sex show courtesy of me and my wife. While they could not really see my dick going in my wife, they could see her fucking me, slamming back into me. And they could see her exposed breasts slapping against the rail. They could see her closing her eyes and they could hear her moaning loudly. They could see me trying not to come, holding on to my wifes waist fucking her in broad.