We would never have five hands in the center of the circle to start the fun.She was gone.The priest was talking, but I wasn't listening. The nine of u... all stood there, trying to hold ourselves together. It wasn't working to well. Jackie had tears streaming down her cheeks already, and the service had barely started. The church part had been hard, and we had cried there. Now we were standing in the cemetery. Where Kaitlin was going to be buried.I could hardly wrap my mind around it. My best. She is a killer angel in saris. She has no problem in showing her navel as most air-hostess usually wears it below their navel. Indeed she loves showing her navel in public. She also shaves her pussy regularly. She had a car for herself as she came in odd hours. One day when I reached my room from the duty I was tired. As I fell down on the bed, I pushed my sari below my navel. I felt like a huge weight has gone down from my stomach. It had grown big over the past six months. Chill air went. When I entered the garden I could not see anybody. But then I saw some dark green bushes down there.As I approached the bushes, I noticed my wife sat on a wooden table with the guy standing between her spread thighs…Anita was leaning back with her eyes closed smiling as this guy held her face in his left hand and softly kissed at her neck. Soon he brought his hands up to the straps of her black dress and slowly slid them off her shoulders and down her arms. My sensual wife just moaned with. I could feel Angie’s breathing changing, and I knew she was getting into this. “Jo, baby,” she sighed, her voice heavy. I could feel her body moving against me, urging me to continue. I could feel it pull deep inside of me. Gawd, how I loved this woman. Tonite she was going to FEEL it. I lifted my head to capture her in one more tight kiss. I pulled away to find the bath sponge and the soap. Once the sponge was lathered up, I made Angie turn around, and began to wash her back. Rubbing.