I propped his ass up on some pillows. Now I had him at an angle that allowed me to easily plow my fake rubber cock into his ass making direct contact ...ith his prostate on every plunge. It also allowed me to grab his cock and jack it towards his mouth later…Once again I pressed this huge cockhead against my husband's rosebud. Victor took a breath and I eased it in slowly. I had lubed the head enough… I watched his face as just the head of this cock pushed past his now well stretched sphincter. I. She asked “Vishesham ? “.I told the next day function at my wife’s brother’s house.She told “Appo nale ividey Thanichaano ?” and smiled. Next day I told my wife that U first go . I will come later.They went to the funtion.Half an hour later I used to cough for signal to the maid.She came out of the house and signalled that “what?” .I asker her to come to my house.First she asked “Enthinaa ?”.I told please come here. I cannot wait any more please.” She agreed to come and after closed her. My head was pounding like a railroad spike being driven into hard clay. Not only did I have a hangover from hell, I felt a strange uneasiness. I felt guilty for something but could not put my finger on it thru my alcohol induced brain fog. My mind recalled the events of the night before in order to reconstruct what happened. I remembered that we went to that dance club and met the group of local men. Then, somehow, we ended up in that private party in that big house. Then I had a vision. I would have wanted to slide it underneath my pants but I was concerned if Uncle might have a view from the rear mirror. We haven't speak but I can see that she was aroused too. It was obvious that something was going on between us.The week after that uncle went to the province. When it was 2:00 and the lady helpers were asleep I went to Aunt D's room and knocked softly. She asked what I want and I said I want to come in. She said her daughter was with her and I was so disappointed. That.