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I have a mid length evening dress on, red, low cut at the front sleeveless but accompanied by a shrug. I am wearing a diamante chocker and ear rings. My hair is gathered at the top. Underneath I have no bra or knickers but I am wearing a suspender belt with black seamed stockings. It is all finished off with a pair of red stilettos.We order wine and the food, nothing too heavy, after all that’s not what were really here for. My husband and the stranger both have their hands under the table and are stroking my upper thighs, the waiter arrives with the wine but they do not stop. They are tasting the wine and then pouring it for all of us.The stranger inches up my dress and I feel his fingers against my inner thigh, I am becoming wet. My husband raises my dress his side and I feel his fingers slip between my thighs my fanny is now longing for the touch of a finger. At this point the food arrives. We eat and drink & laugh and periodically a hand will go under the table and a finger will. Maine phle kabhi kiss bhi nhi kiya tha to mujhe smuch karna nhi aata tha par unka passion is kiss ? ke liye kafi tha. Bhut maja aa rha tha.Wo ye sabh neend me hi jar rhi thi. Isse pata chal rha tha Ki wo sex ke liye kitni bhuki thi. Phr humara kiss tuta aur puja ne karwat badal li aur mere taraf apna peeth karke so gyi. Abh Mai out of control Ho gya tha, Maine apna hath puja ke boobs par rakh diya. Kya awesome feeling thi. Phr achanak Maine dekha Ki mummy Ki neend khul rhi thi to Maine apna haath hta liya aur so ne Ki acting karne laga. Jald hi subah Ho gyi aur uss raat mujhe much karne ka mauka na Mila.Agle din, sabhi log hotel me shift hone lage. Sirf hum ghar wale hi ghar par rhne wale the baki sabh hotel me par Maine puja dii ko rok liya. Din bhar to sare ghar wale bhi hotel me hi rhte the jahan sare functions hole wale the. 14 Ki shaadi thi aur 15 se mere exams start hone wale the isiliye Mai ghar me hi rhta tha. Puja dii bhi family ? me jyada kisiko jaan ti nhi thi isiliye wo.
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It was so wet now that she slipped onto it really nicely and it felt like it was going much deeper now. We were again fucking at a fast pace, me mauling her tits. There was the squelching sound of our fucking filling the room as well as the aroma of sex, skin clashing on skin, both looking into each other’s eyes with lust; it seemed like real, true, animal-like lust. We both grunted each time my cock was fully home, my cock pounding at her cervix with every blow. It was amazing that our energy levels were so high, especially Jean’s. I could feel I was going to blow, when Jean again stopped, lifted off and squirted, shouting at the top of her voice, “Bob, I’m cummming,” with clenched teeth and her face looking angry. (She looked like an angel to me.) “I’m cummming, Bob, this is for you, you bastard.” There was much more of her love juice. Jean squirted high in the air and it came down all over my chest, three squirts, the amount in the third just as much as the first squirt. All I.

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