I kept thinking about her, and wanted to know more. She had also stared at me, so that was awesome. I had gotten busy in job and married life after ma...riage, but now my passions were rising. After some time my wife and her friend came out and rejoined us in the living room.As they spoke to each other, my questions were automatically answered. The woman in saree was actually a domestic help. She and her husband were from my wife’s friend’s Hometown. They were domestic help and staying with my. While watching this Lisa was becoming more and more excited. As she squirmed on Dan's cock, imbedded deeply in her own ass, he teased and tormented her already sore nipples and played with her clit. But several times as she was about to come, he stopped and let her cool off a little. He was obviously not going to let her come right away and was also trying hard not to come yet himself.The tape switched to another scene where the brunette was tied on her back on a large fallen log. Her legs were. I asked them questions too. We talked about all kinds of experiences without guilt or judgment It was incredible. I then confessed that of all of the experiences I'd had, I still thought about the two of them (when I jerked off) with more frequency than anything or anyone else.“Okay, okay... What is the ONE THING that you think about the most?” Marcella asked with a smile.“Summer of '99.” I said without a moments thought.“Yeah, but which part?” she persisted. “I mean, There's got to be one. All the while we could hear the sound of the lawn mower."After a while he pulled his cock out of me and we straightened ourselves up. Then he said, "Well Sharon, you no longer have a husband, you are now married to a cuckold. Jeff is now your cuckold." I never heard that word used before so I asked him what it meant and he said, "A cuckold is a man who is married to a sexually liberated woman. I've just liberated you from the bonds and confines of a traditional marriage. So tonight, I don't.