I was only torturing myself, but I had to at least see who the guy fucking my wife in my own bed was. I leaned around the corner, ready to run away i... he spotted me. I was stunned by what I saw.There was my wife – my borderline sexless bride – naked, legs in the air, mid-orgasm, and…alone.She was gripping the rubber dong I had bought with both hands and ramming it into her pussy. I blinked, then blinked again, but there it was right in front of me. The woman who was contemptuous of sex. Us ki Umer Qareeban 42 saal hoo gee us nain Muj say Lift Mangee our woo bus stop say kuch agay kharee thee main nain poocha kai aap koo kahan gana hai. Woo Booli mujay apni Behan kai Gar Gana Hai our Wahan Say Kuch Paisay Laanay Hain mera Beta Bahir Kai Mulak Ga raha hai is liay.Us ki Behan Ka Gar Meray Rastay Main Tha. Main Nai usay apnay Sath Moter Cycle per batha lia. Kuch dair Chup Rehnay Kai Bad us nai muj say batain Suru Ker deen our Bataya kai us kai Husband kee Death 10 Saal Pehlay hoo. He had been working for the double glazing firm for a year now, visiting potential clients and charming them into parting with their money. With his cheeky grin and pleasant manner he had become a master salesman. The first call of the day, a Mrs. Bernham, had expressed interest in replacing her windows and it was his job to measure up and provide her with a quote. His tie straightened, his smile fixed he pressed the doorbell. The door was opened by a woman, who by Terry’s reckoning was in her. Real close. He lightly, almost imperceptibly, pulled it away."What do you want?" he whispered."I want you to fuck me!" she said "I want you to fuck me with my new toy! I want to be your slut!" I've been fucking you," he said. "Tell me what you really want." I want you it me..." she said, trailing off as he switched it on again. "Oh God, I want it in my cunt so bad! I want to be your slut."Slut? He thought. I can't believe she's referring to herself that way! Calling it her cunt? What was.