He then inserted his cock in pussy and started banging her, she was moaning in pleasure. He came on her stomach. Both talked till afternoon and I left... the house without making any sound. In evening Suraj met me in the bar . I was too much happy for him he convinced my wife and fucked her. I told him she never sucked my cock. He laughed and told me that. She likes typical Indian housewife in front of you. But in real she is a whore. She also told me that she had sex with 3 different guys before. Glen was scared shitless of him. Needless to say, my cousin swore up and down that he'd behave himself, begging me to keep quiet. I crept silently into the hallway, naked beneath a thin bathrobe, heart throbbing wildly at the thought of the pleasures awaiting me in Carly's bed. Finding her door, I eased it open and slipped inside without knocking. The room was in partial darkness, light enough for me to see the figure lying in the bed. Awed, I looked down at her beautiful face, then sat beside. He spent his usual teaspoon of sperm next to my IUD defended womb.Days after celebrating, I planned how to use the church money while sipping coffee and smoking. Patrick was studying, math or some science BS. His grades were better than mine by miles, but he’d be lucky to become a tradesman for which modern times required math and science. I stuck to the classics, Marlborough’s and Starbucks, when I could afford them. When I couldn’t, it was cigs over sips. I was up to three packs a day. Had to. She won't freeze to death; I won't let that happen, he promised himself. I will not let any harm come to her.Julia packed her things for several days at Ben's; she wouldn't have to come back to check on the garden for two or three days, even though she felt a little guilty for not giving her plants as much tender loving care as she should.Leaving her bag at the entryway of the cabin, Julia, a glass of water in her hand, followed the sound of wood cracking to find Ben at the woodpile. He had.