Aur waha mere saas, sasur, bada sala uski wife Ekta (jo is story ki heroine hai) uski beti rahate hai.Mai meri biwi ko waha chodke dusre din wapas ane...wala tha aur Ekta ka maika bhi mere saher me hi tha.To mere bade sale ne kaha ke jijaji agar apko koi problem na ho to Ekta ko bhi sath lejao to muje wha tak use chodne na ana pade. Maine ha kardi. Aur dusre din hamari night ki bus thi aur hame sleeping coach me sit mili thi. Hum log travels ki office pe agaye aur bus rat ko ek baje ki thi.To hum. I could tell that it excited her to the point of coming, also, as I glanced down at her closed eyes and intense look of amazing pleasure on her face. It was a pretty sight, especially her nice sized breasts held in place by that lacey red and black bra. Then I realized that she was moaning with every surge of cum that shot into her mouth. It was even more of a turn-on to see her enjoyment. As I began to diminish in my thrusts, she, too, began to come down from her own sexual peak. When I. I was raging with hormones and she kissed me and told me to get go downstairs, that she had an idea.Awkwardly, with a raging hard cock visible, I stepped out and walked to my car. She came downstairs, and I grabbed her by the waist and pushed her into a wall and forced my tongue into her mouth.Me, being a bodybuilder, found it easy to pin her to the wall of our lobby while she squirmed. My strong arm held her, while my other hand slid up her t-shirt to grab one of her breasts while I started. Of course it was never spoken but it was a nearly universal sentiment.It was a horrible thing and the loss of a skilled surgeon; but he wasseen as a martyr and all but canonized after he was gone; which wasprobably not a true reflection of who he was in life.Dr Alexander Turner won't be eulogized though. Even though he too isdead. And what became of him will be dead soon as well.Because he never existed.But if I was to be memorialized, what would people say?Would the undertones be similar?I had.