I was very happy with my hubby as he was a strong man-well built, muscular, and very virile.He had a nice cock which used to get hard and stiff even w...thout any provocation. Hubbby wanted to have sex all the time when free.As soon as back from Office--he used to pull me to him and embrace me with a long kiss.Initially he was feeling a bit shy to caress me in presence of Monica but within a few days he became more and more bold and didnot feel any hesitation in embracing me, kissing me on lips. Heather was good at deciding what records needed to be kept or thrown away. I found some records on my real Dad. He and Mom were married right before he did his first tour in Viet Nam. The picture on my dresser was taken while he was home on leave before he returned to the war. He became MIA right before the fall of Saigon and hadn’t been heard from since. There was nothing in the house that I wanted to keep except maybe my bedroom furniture so the rest was slated for Goodwill Industries. By. I am yours.You pull out, push four fingers into my asshole and then covered in your cum into my mouth.The taste of your cum sends me over edge again, I explode all over the bed.You pull away.I hear some noise from the bath room.You introduce me to your boyfriend.He is stroking his already hard, beautiful cock.Will we ever make it to diner?He bends me over the bed, lifts my skirt and pushes my panties down.Standing behind me he strokes my dripping hole with the tip of his swollen cock, I moan in. For those who don’t know me. I am six feet, moderately built 34 years, north Indian married man living in Bangalore. Luckily, my work lets me travel a lot both in India and overseas.That’s where I get an opportunity to live my fantasy of having raw, wild and unrestrained sex with equally adventurous women. My Mumbai trip was due in about 2 weeks time. Anu, the bombshell reader, and I were very excited about it. The two married yet hungry souls were excited to eat each other. I couldn’t wait to.