She had her hands draped over both our shoulders and we started going towards the house. Just then I noticed out of the corner of my eye that the work...r had put a hand on my wife’s ass over her dress and was running his hands over her ass and walking at the same time. This was a big turn on for me.We reached home and the worker and I put my wife on the sofa and the worker made sure to put her down in a way that he would be able to see up my wife’s dress. I pretended not to notice and we lay her. “Of course I want you,” he whispered. The caress became a hug. “But can we wait, just a little longer?”Toshi hissed. “Frida! Are you fertile?”“Huh?” She gulped. “Hell, I don’t know. Maybe. I’ve been off birth control for a month now. My cycle’s all messed up. Oh hell! We spent so much time dreaming today. It’s so hard to keep track of things that are still in real time.”Mark kept hugging her, an intimate hold, wrapping his arms around her and petting her, rocking back and forth, feeling Frida. Pinned down on the bed, she thrust back at him as best she could, her hungry pussy trying to milk his balls of every last drop of cum. It was a long, ferociously intense climax, with John having to raise himself up to allow her tummy room to swell. Rachel cradled the curved dome with her hands, a doe-eyed look of bliss on her face as she revelled in her womb being stretched to take his hot load.Finally sated, John eased out of her and collapsed on the bed, panting to regain his breath after the. Dinesh Rawat watched in silence as the feet only centimeters away from his palm started retreating back into their earlier home. They were gone and he had missed the opportunity. He gruffly took the blanket, pillow and stuff from the attendant after she had taken her stuff. The attendant informed them that the other two gentlemen were supposed to board from New Delhi itself and seemed to have not got on the train at all. This piece of information made Rawat happy again. He had no one but.