Woh bohut hi sharma gayi. Maine fir uske haath par kiss kiya. Woh nazre jhukake muskurai.“Radhika, tumhe pata hai ki shadi ke baad kya hota hai,” ...maine kaha.Usne apna sar haan mein hilaya.“Kya hota, batao zara?” maine kaha.“Ji… Ji mujhe sharam aati hai,” Radhika sharmate hue boli.“Sharam kaisi. Main toh tumhara pati hoon ab. Pati se kya sharmana,” maine dheeme se kaha.“Ji, woh…” itna bolke uske apna chehra mere seene mein chhupa liya.“Achcha suno, film dekhogi?” maine kaha.“Ji, teek hai,” usne. Once his shirt was tossed aside I kissed my way down his gorgeous body, enjoying running my tongue along the ridges of his abs. What a fine specimen I had ensnared. I pushed him back onto the bed and slowly removed each of his socks, rubbing and kissing his feet. Then I pulled down his jeans and boxers allowing his large, solid penis to bounce free. I could not resist the urge to take it into my mouth and run my tongue up the length of his shaft before enveloping all of him with my warm wet. We drove 300 miles in the middle of the night and showed up at his house. He hated me and it killed me to see it." But he doesn't now," Chastity said. "He loves you now." Part of him still hates me," Tara asserted. "I know it's true because a part of me still hates me. I had a rough time when I found out what happened to him. It was six or seven months from the time I found out what had been done to him and when I saw him again. I went into a real tailspin. I, well, I tried to kill myself. “My turn now, you lovely,” Gina said as she slid off my husband and stood up.Gina and I swapped places. The men changed places too and Robert and I watched Gina stuff her massive breasts into another guys face while her other partner inserted his cock into her arse.Gina looked both erotic and wonderful as she was fucked between them.I slipped down onto my husband’s lap and when I cleared the end of his cock, inserted it into my cunt for round two. His hands squeezed my tits and we fucked gently.