And cling I did, and jealous she was. I had pulled out all the stops tolook prettier than the bride, having had a mani pedi and gone to a hairsalon be...ore hand. My hair was piled atop my head in a tangle of curls,but some curly strands brushed my shoulders, framing my slender,elegant neck. From there a simple, strapless silk blue dress revealed asexy but respectable amount of cleavage. The waist was fitted but thenthe skirt was loose, pleated and fell to just above my knees, making itdance. She used to wear nighty always. We can see the real structure of her boobs. Those days she was my queen in bathroom when I used to masturbate. I always felt like having sex with her. Got so many chances also but I was very afraid of her reation. So didn even dare to do all those things. I used to sit a stare at her structure when I go for having food. She never noticed that as days passed on I became very much close to them. They were also from Kerala and her name is Geetha. I had an awesome. And her hills helped on the in stroke. I like seeing her fucked this way the best. It looks like the man is doing the fucking and it seems like the woman is being fucked almost against her will. After a while he pulled out and my wife got up on her knees and faced me. Our faces where no more than four feet apart. I was looking deeply into her blues eyes as he entered her from behind. Her eyes went half closed and a smart ass looking smirk came over her. Every in stroke he made sure to burry his. "Mr. Bottle has missed you so I think his going to pound your pussy tonight after my hubby's fucked you first.I laid there as he fucked me hard. It felt so good. He pulled his cock out and shot his load all over my face, and before my pussy had chance to relax his wife shoved it in backwards. I was crying with pain as she pushed it in harder and harder. They both laughed as I cried and begged her to stop. It felt like it lasted forever when she finally stopped my pussy was so sore.I was untied.