”Me: Thanks, man. Would you like to clean up before bed?Sam: I kinda want to, but I don’t have any other clothes with me right now.Me: That’s no... a problem, you can wear mine.Sam: Really? You don’t mind?Me: Of course, man, wait, I’ll pick something for you to wear.I started searching in my wardrobe for something that would fit him. I found an old heather blue gym t-shirt of mine, which I haven’t used in a long time cause it was too tight for me. I also took out black cotton shorts for him to. “Naughty, Naughty wife.” I taunt. She gasps in pain for each of my dozen or so swats.Then I reach between her thighs. Rubbing at her tender peach. Finding her already wet. “Very naughty indeed.” She moans in pleasure.I mount my beautiful wife. Breeding her like an animal. After she quickly has an orgasm I shove her face and tits into the bed. Relishing in the degrading position.She seems to enjoy it too. She comes a second time before I shoot my load in her.In the shower she is even more. It actually felt good and I like that feeling. I got out of bed to get ready for the day and even found it hard to walk with my ass that sore. But little did I know Sugar daddy had more plans on me having a sore ass. Well I made coffee and was wondering what I should do for the day. As I sat there I looked and saw my nipples were changing. I was surprised to see that. And my tits had grown a little. I needed more bras now and I decided to go shopping. Sugar daddy had gave me a credit card to do. It all sounded quite exotic and Rakesh who was an ardent photographer was all set to go out by himself and to try out his new Nikon. The caretaker then told him that the temple was specifically for couples only – like some Mumbai Pubs where stags were not allowed! However my husband was exhausted after all the driving of the last 2 days and wanted to sleep the day out. He was quite happy to have Rakesh take over. He joked that Rakesh could be my husband for the day and it was a husband’s duty.