Loved giving her oral and feeling her cum. In fact, I think it was Becky that really solidified my affinity for giving oral more than receiving. While...being so connected to her, the sensation of her coming on my mouth was exquisite. No it was more than that. It was like an electric current surging back and forth between us. Oh hell, it was more than that too. It was just in a class all it's own. But the best part was always always the vibe we shared. It led to one very special night which. First I checked her pocket then I kept my both hands on her boobs. She said “ye kya ka rahe ho bhaiya ji” I said” talashi, chal apni shirt or skirt utaar” she said” nahi…main nahi utaarungi…” I said “ok main fir police ko bulata hun…woh jab tujhe thaane mein nanga rakhhenge tab pata chalega” she was afraid now and said “theek hai per main haath nahi lagane dungi” I said “ok” Then she started unbuttoning her shirt and removes her skirt also. My goodness!! Her figure was amazing like Hindi film. I could only imagine what was happening when I made up my mind to go down there and check this out.I made my way to parking lot and circled wide to avoid them seeing me. This area of the parking lot has a lot of bushes and I used them for cover as I crept closer. As I approached my hope that this was all innocent faded as I heard the unmistakeable sounds of my wife cumming. I peeked from my hiding spot to see that her new man was fingering her pussy and sucking noisily on her delicate. “How does this feel?” she asked. Timmy inhaled sharply. “F-f-f—feels good!” he gasped. Susan decided to be even more bold. “Let me ask you something, Timmy. Have you ever had sex?” Timmy looked down and shook his head “No.” He was self-conscious now. “Not even a little blow-job from one of the nice little girls who like you?” Susan asked, keeping her palm on Timmy’s crotch and rubbing it lightly. Timmy shook his head in the negative again. Susan made a decision. She decided that if she.