And she understood better what they were experiencing with her sex life.After Parul had been there about six weeks, Anitha’s husband died. Following...the cremation, Parul had a goodbye fuck with each of her three local men and left for home, about a day’s drive away.Two days later Sanjay returned late at night from work to find a person in his bed. Parul awoke and asked him to get naked with her. After a round of sex where no words were spoken, Parul asked him to stay inside her.“When I got home. My wife stood totally naked in front of the eight of us, her long flowing blonde hair, her firm perky tits with hard nipples, her flat toned belly that leads to her patch of dark black curly pubic hair covering her delicate pussy. Her firm, tight ass cheeks. My wife is five foot three and one hundred fifteen pounds of a free spirit. I was not sure where this was all going since it was new, but my wife was definitely feeling the bourbon and having fun. When she told the guys it was not fair that. That will be all, Jeeves.” He didn’t even look at me. I was dismissed.“Thank you, sir.” I responded and left as the door was closed behind them. I would not hear anything about their discussion, it seemed. I retired to the reception office, to wait.A while later, the study door opened and Dawes called out, “Jeeves, see the man out!”Oh-oh! That did not sound happy, with Mr. Smith not being given his name. I hurried over and gestured to Mr. Smith to come to the front door with me. He looked. Leanne moaned loudly and frantically into my palm. Her cries were barely muffled by my hand but fortunately they were completely drowned-out by the other womans noisy, dirty-talking, orgasm. My cock was a like a bar of white heat inside her, I couldn’t hold on. Then I felt it. The rush. The point of no return, and I thrashed wildly through my wifes soft wet spasms for a few more glorious seconds before my cock started to unload spurt after spurt inside her. The man inside went with it too.