I found myself thinking of Anil and his thin cock which was everything I craved for until today morning. I wondered if I can feel his tiny thin piece ...f meat inside my pussy ever again. My once tight pussy, Anil so easily filled, was now so wide open, so whore-like. I could just confirm he can never make me cum for him again.“What if Anil just comes home tonight and what if he pounces on me for a quick fuck we have enjoyed so many times before?? Wouldn’t he feel like fucking a cheap whore with. I wore a tight undy to protect my cock’s insane desires.We got down and took an Taxi to our kandivali house.while driving , i could see the taxi driver wondering my wife’s burning body in the back mirror.I somehow engaged with him talking and diverting his attention from my wife.Then we reach our house.There was no body in the room i had taken newly except we both.I then grabbed her by hand and kissed her hard.Put my tongue deep inside her mouth and tasting the sweet juices.I forgot to close. ” I nodded with a slightly twisted smile of my own. I already knew what I wanted to give thanks for. He began softly as he held my hand so gently I had to think about it to know his fingers were actually moving over my skin. “I give thanks,” he began, “I have been blessed in so many ways. Enough food to nourish me and my family, and enough family to take my wife away at just the right time.” His eyes turned to me as he blushed slightly, “Enough love to know that Sherry will forever be the only. I have been cruising since I was about 15 years, really getting hot of feeling large cocks in my mouth but always within limits. I always kept my clothes on for one thing, and anal was usually not done.This time though, I was hotter then a volcano. The first guy I went on my knees for took his pants off, and I followed suit, which I had never done before.I also took off my T-shirt and was now completely nude, except for my socks and shoes.As I was sucking him to the best of my abilitys, I heard.