So, I took my time and devised a plan to get him to do some very dirty things to me. I got up from where we were sitting and told him that I had somet...ing to show him. We made our way to the darker side of the park, with him being drug behind me with a confused look on his face. I then walked under a little gazebo and pushed him against the wall and kissed his lips, he grabbed my hips and I could feel my slit getting wetter and wetter by the second. He stopped me and pulled back, looked down at. But we shouldn’t do this. You are Manas uncle’s wife. I can’t do it with you now. He is lying on the bed right beside us.Her :- Why do you think I am trying to have sex with you right now. That’s because I am his wife.Saying this she starts sobbing. Fearing that uncle might wake up, I console her & take her into my embrace.I :- What do you mean?She :- Do you know his & mine age difference? Almost 17 years.And you must know about his health condition, right? He is always sick or tired.Other. It looked to me that Sardha had the upper hand for now, given her seizure of the Ukraine in the latest roll of the dice.As for Anwyn, Gabby, Stacy, Wilbur Jr., Xavier, they were all reading something. Anwyn and Gabby had some lesbian erotica in hand, while Stacy read that American classic Tom Sawyer, of all things, Wilbur Jr. had the Bhagavad Gita, an admittedly surprising choice for a redneck from western Maryland, and Xavier went for the Book of Mormon, which also perplexed me. Naturally, he. He placed my legs on his shoulders and slightly lifted my hips as he leaned forward pushing my knees to my head and his cock deeper inside me than he had previously been. He was hitting my prostate perfectly as he fucked me like this, and I could feel my own orgasm on the rise. It was at that point that I realized I had been moaning like a sissy since he spit on my hole. I flexed my legs allowing myself to slam into his cock. It didn't take long before the rhythmic pounding of my fuckhole.