I then pull down her saree pallu and took her against a wall.I planted kisses after kisses on the breast which was about to come out yet hiding in tha...t tiny blouse. While kissing her hidden breasts I removed her petticoat and shifted my hand to her pussy. I felt a lace and it was a g-string. I rubbed the g-string. Then I removed the blouse by releasing the tiny string at the back. It was a demi cup orange laced bra and then only I noticed that the g-string and the bra was a matching pair. She. Yet here he was, fucking a co-workers wife.Despite my disappointment, I couldn’t help but notice how erotic the scene in front of me was. I had never seen interracial sex before and the contrast of Fred’s large black body against Cindy’s dainty white one was exciting to witness. Her head was tilted back with her lip bitten and her eyes closed, she was now trying to hold back the moans of pleasure. Her small breasts were shaking back and forth as the slapping noises of their joining sexes filled. Susan's pussy was sopping wet as my fingerpenetrated her inter folds. Susan stirred and turned over as Iwithdrew my finger. My finger was coated with thick stringy cum. Justthen I wanted Susan more than ever.Spooning up behind her, I easily slid my dick into her hot cunt. Susanstarted to protest, mumbling she was tired, but I was too hot to stop.I was buried to the hilt on my first stroke. Her pussy was so wet andloose I couldn't believe it.The vision of her fucking James in the hallway filled. We had some interesting interactions with emergency services people, mostly law enforcement, but two people on Honda scooters do not fit the stereotype for looters.When we got back to the marina, Josh and I salvaged what was worth saving from his sodden SUV. Pictures. We took lots of pictures. Insurance claim, you know. We had pictures of everything.The heat was cloying with the humidity, and while it was quiet – the only sounds being nature waking back up and the sounds of distant emergency.