I looked at her and left the table.Then I sat in the living room flipping some Telugu newspapers and magazines. I couldn’t read Telugu so ended up b...owsing it. I looked at my luggage and remembered that I have to take the medicines. So I went back to the dining table and brought a water bottle. Meanwhile, uncle was done with the dinner and retired to his room and closed the door. Sudha was cleaning the table and was arranging the leftovers in the refrigerator.After some time, she joined me in. ”“I could tell you like it. You don’t think it shows too much do you?”He put a little more pressure on her thigh opening her legs a little more. “Not at all. In your case, you can never show too much. But I do have one suggestion.”She felt the fabric of her jump suit tightening against her pussy. She replied, “What’s that?”He leaned towards her and said in a low conspiratorially tone, “You really should wear that without a bra.”She gave a low laugh, “That’s what my husband told me. You two must. Once Jane had licked them clean she slipped them into her arsehole and said that we need to go home for some serious fucking. Once we got home, we fucked for what seemed like hours and I ended up shooting me load up he arse.We where laying on the bed naked and I suddenly had an idea. "Why don't we attach a dildo to the saddle of you bike?" I said. I think that Jane nearly came at just the suggestion of it!!!After some work, I managed to attach one of her favourite dildos to the saddle. It was. I left with my four suitcases and 5 boxes of shit, to mark the five years of lying bastard marriage.But something inside me snapped as the removal man yawned his way through filling the tiny van.I felt the shift, and I knew I had to have one final smash.I returned to the house, past the ‘security detail’ on the pretext of leaving my phone in the bathroom.I grabbed the first thing to hand in Gerrard’s drawer, and a lighter he used to melt his stash of blo.And as I passed, MY car, I threw a.