"Yeah you love this don't you?" groaned the fat guy as he slid deep into my wife's ass."You fucking love this cock in your ass" I do, I do, I need thi... cock in my asshole" moaned my wife back.I couldn't believe my wife was saying it, but she was.The two guys fucked harder and harder until after several long minutes the big fat guy began to groan."Yeah your going to take my load, take my load, take my load deep inside of you" Then he thrust two more times, harder and harder so his big hairy. They had returned to Clyde's house where he had showered with the frightened t-girl; the warm water and the nestling of their erect cocks helping to soothe the pretty blonde as Clyde gently washed the stench of Fox-Janner from her, his erection hardening as he applied and washed the shower gel from the breasts and flanks of her soft hairless body. Her little cock stiffened and she raised the first real smile as he gently cleansed her soft little anus, a finger slipping into her inviting haven;. But the Tchaikovsky really got to me. It was passionate and energetic and every time I thought it was over, it kept on going. I hadn’t the remotest idea I would like classical music. Jeff was humming along and bouncing up and down in his seat. My friends, I gave in and used the closest word, would have found it worthy of ridicule. I found it endearing. I found it arousing. I took him home and had my way with him. For the first time in my life, I had a man stay the night. I awoke to find him. We had to visit this temple “Shani Shingnapur” in Maharashtra. It was 1320 km from Bhuvneshwar and so we had to take a train.Since we were so many people, getting a reservation at the last minute would be impossible. So, we finally decided to hire a tempo traveler from Bhuvneshwar and also visit other temples on the way.Since the doctor had advised Rani not to travel, my mother-in-law also decided to stay back with Rani and take care of her. So, it was me, my father-in-law, Vaishali, the kids.