She however wore plain clothes in an old fashioned way with a pastel color sari,a big bindi on her forehead and had some religious necklace around her...neck and appeared to be of religious mind. I was not sexually aroused . Anyway she was returning to her home the same evening in the farm house and offered to take me along to meet her brother It was longish journey, 1st by a 3 wheeler and then 2 hr ride in a bus to the village and then a 10 min cycle rishshaw ride to her home . . We soon took a. They hugged, pressing their naked bodies together and smelling each other. She fondled his balls with her hands and he caressed her breasts, kissing them and then kissing her face. He put his fingers into her, feeling her wetness and making her gasp, digging her nails into his back. She felt his tongue on her clitoris, teasing it and then she put her tongue on the head of his penis, lapping her tongue over it and as a result tasting some of his salty semen in her mouth. He kissed her again. Oh hell that shit burns i was coughing and trying to get up to get a wet towel before it really started to burn and he hit me 2 more times with cum before he stopped.Dang damn holy shit batman.I was back in a flash trust and know i don't even think he knew i was gone and licked the rest of that hot fucker clean. (thinking the whole time he's gonna bolt now)But he didn't and his cock never went soft. He sat up smiled at me and said"Thank you i believe i'm ready for more" (oh yell yes)He asked if. “You like this don’t you faggot?” Kevin said as he picked up the pace. I started moaning a little as I hit the edge. “No cumming!” Tara screamed at me. I let go of my cock, and Kevin picked up his pace, repeatedly shoving his entire 10 inches deep inside my wife’s pussy. Tara was screaming as she came again and again. He slowed a bit and Tara said “Come here, you need to see how a real man fucks.” I crawled close and she pushed my head close to her stomach, so I was face to face with the giant.