But our spouses just didn’t seem to come around the way we liked and we didn’t like feeling dependent on each other for our main satisfaction. Wha... the hell could we do about it? That was the big question.We’d talk a lot, naked and satisfied, and in the throes of wishful thinking hoped we could get our spouses to branch out a bit. We were, of course, in no position to ask, or even want them to be completely monogamous any more, but of course to be responsible about it, like we thought we were.. Then, when I'm really deep inside, she wiggles her butt around and around and the feeling is sensational."Pull your cock almost out, Justin, just leave an inch or so in me."I pull back and she starts to rotate her hips round and round and her pussy lips are rubbing the tip end of my cock round and round, oh, my god, what a feeling. Better than a blowjob."Oh, Justin, reach under and rub my clit, honey, just softly press on it. And then push back into me hard."As I went forward hard, I felt under. Omg, the smell. Turns you on so much. I took a bottle of oil and put it all over her butt and massaged her asshole. I rubbed against her asshole now.She seemed to enjoy it. I spread that tight little-puckered asshole and spit on it and licked it. Ate it. What not. But then, a crazy idea hit my mind at that time. Why lick oil when you can eat honey.So, I told her to stay put right there and went to get honey from her kitchen. came back and pour honey all over her body. Tits, pussy, asshole, ass. “okay we shall start geetha madam. Oh this water is dirty already Mahesh! Bring some water …” with that his one hand rested on my saree frills while the other pressed my tummy with some pressure to create a gap… And whiff… He pulled my saree frills as a bunch completely off my hip and out of the petticoat. I shrieked aloud with shock and excitement. “what are you doing!!!!!?? Why did you take my saree off me?? Why do you call Mahesh?” in my confused state I didn’t know what to ask for… Since.