Let me see how well I can recapture all those hot moments. Ours was a love marriage.My wife’s name is Athira and she is a pretty and intelligent fem...le, with a nice ass. I fell in love with her because of her big ass, which shakes a lot when she walks.I would like to thank all those ancestors of ours for inventing high heel footwear, which increases the ass shaking capacity of girls. Let me not wander around and get straight to the point. First of all Athira is not the heroine of this story. I. I never had any sexual intention on her before that day most of the time I’m in her home only because we are good friends too. My uncle he is a very busy man and never in home continuously for 2 days and he is always on a trip to make money. Coming to the story one day as usual I went to her home and I noticed no one in home. I asked Selvi aunty where the others gone and she replied that all went to her cousin’s house and come by evening at that time she is cleaning the house.By telling this. ”I was stunned to hear Michael describe his time with my wife like this. I hated what I was hearing and yet I wanted to hear more.Michael seemed to be lost in memories. He was becoming more animated and looking around. I noticed that the woman who had been at his table earlier was still here and watching from the other side of the bar. I couldn’t make out her features because of the distance and low lighting, but I sensed that she was staring at us.Michael stopped to drink his beer and. .. A thick, meaty, leaking cockhead. I was shocked. The hockey player had said he only wanted to watch. But I wasn't complaining and I certainly wasn't about to miss this opportunity to suck on this fat cock. I opened my mouth and felt him push the head in past my lips. It really was a thick cock... My jaw was stretching just to open wide enough to slide more than the head in. He started gently fucking my lips, but only with his cock head. I put my hand in front of me and felt his thick.