I thought, Gopalda last month send his family to his native place, he is now alone, why Arati entered there. About, 15-20 minutes passed, she not come...out, with a curiosity, I went towards the room, door was closed, but I heard the voice of Arati, “Gopalda, Dhire, Dhire, lagta hein, apka lound bahut mota hein” ( please slowly, your dick is too thick). Gopalda replied, “Shali, nakhra karti hein, lound mota hein to tujhko maja ayegi (you are flattering, you are enjoying thick dick.I peeped. But, what was very different was the over all intensity of the pleasure of that orgasm---which had been made all the more intense and pleasurable by having been merely a quiet voyeur as Mara had taken Omar's abundant (and hopefully fertile) seed into her pussy!As I came, I tried not to make very much noise. I didn't want to wake Mara. Nevertheless, as the first spurt of semen that erupted from me, I could hardly suppress at least a deep, drawn-out, series of moans and breathy gasps as the. She was good to me as I was not that handsome, and always was a bit overweight. I don’t know what she ever saw in me, but she was a good wife for many years. We moved into a new apartment and had lived there for about 2 years. We didn’t really know anyone when we first moved in but slowly we both made friends with couples in the complex. My wife was a little thing… barely 5 foot and skinny, with long hair. I fell for her hard. We would always party with the other couples and I never worried. "My dearest Elizabeth, I have noted that though I address you by your Christian name, you still call me Mr. Darcy. From long use, it has not so very formal an air, but it would please me if you could do otherwise in our private moments." Shall I call you 'Mr. D.' in imitation of the elegant terseness of the Rector's wife at Hartfield, where dwells my cousin Emma?" teased Elizabeth."Pray do not!" exclaimed Mr. Darcy in amused astonishment.With a more serious air Elizabeth continued, "Your kind.