The next day at around 12 noon, we were sitting in a restaurant having tea and a bun, and she outlined her plan, she was going to call to our house be...fore my husband went out, but I had to make sure I told him I was going to visit my friend, so they would be alone in the house together, don't say you know I'm calling she told me, ok I replied, we have to do the same thing she told me, you have to go to my house, and pretend your calling to see me, with no panties on either, ill let my son see. While that ran through my mind, my body took over and I threw myself face first into the mattress. I looked to my left and saw him grabbing a condom and some lube. He lubed up his fingers and simultaneously shoved two of his fingers in my ass and his dick into my mouth. He loosened me up with his fingers as he continued to make me gag on his seven inch dick for the next five minutes.Once he felt happy with his preparation he positioned himself behind me. Without asking if I was ready he slowed. At other times she was all perversity and contrarinessand that made her appear to be the most challenging of coquettes. Passion,made her infinitely desirable. Anger made her passionate. But now, all Isaw was the shell of her. And I mean that in the best possible sense of theword "shell." 'Like a statue by the classic Greek sculptors, she became art, and I becamethe admirer of the artist's skill in rendering mere clay into a poignantrepresentation of the human female at the peak of her. But the moment she started to rub my dick over my jeans, it made me feel hornier. I immediately turned her around with her back facing me and grabbed her big boobs from behind. I started to squeeze her big spongy boobs over her camisole.She started to moan in a low voice by blowing air out her mouth every time I pressed her boobs. As I continued crushing her boobs from behind, Jyothi proved to be even hornier than me. She placed her hands over my outer thighs on my jean, bent down a little and.