Even during this cold chilly weather, she was sweating. So much so that she unconsciously let the sari pallu slip giving me a clear view of her moist ...leavage. On top of that, her heavy breathing was making the view more erotic. She seemed as if she would burst into tears at any moment and get everyone’s attention. But we didn’t want that as we were there to talk about a very sensitive topic. I wouldn’t dare to hug or put my arm around my wife’s shoulder in such a public place. But I held her. I could see she getting worked up and my cock was semi hard from seeing and rubbing her cunt and arse, however modesty prevailed and after telling her that she had a great body she offered to do the same for me. I had to lay on my front for a long time to ease the tension. After a couple of glasses of wine she then told me that my mate did not have it in him any more and the marriage was for her all but over.At that point my mate appeared and we settled in to having another bottle of wine. "So would you like a drink," I asked."What I would like Miss Lucy is for you to come sit with me," she said not so gently. She was back to that challenging tone of hers."Sure I am going to reheat a cup of coffee first then I will be right there," I said. I really needed the coffee, What I wanted was to go to sleep. I thought that I had over done it for a first day on my own. I knew I should stay awake at least a while longer.When I sat down, Rosie move to me, and at the same time she pulled me. My body twitched. He then began to eat me out. Latching on, it was very intense. As much as I didn't want to be aroused, I became more and more so. I felt myself become wet, he then inserted a finger into me. I gasped and bit my arm so he didn’t know I was enjoying it as much as I was. I was climbing to an orgasm and fast. My body began to twitch uncontrollably, and I let out a loud moan before it turned into a high pitch squeal. He then moved closer to my face and took his hand and put it on.
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