My wife was totally absorbed by now , oblivious to anyone else, in mid stream, dress pulled back over her shoulders, body totally exposed, wanking her...self furiously. She had an obviously huge orgasm ( not so quiet on this occasion), and waded to the river bank and proceeded to lie down on the bank and rub her pussy and feel her tits in obvious rapture. I didn’t know what to think or do at first, because of the two guys watching, who by now had moved forward into the bushes to get a closer view. It was feeling good. Then I felt that my gown is coming from my legs to my waist.And two fingers are touching my virgin pussy. One finger is now in my cut and rubbing my clit I was moaning in joy. Suddenly someone is whispering in my ear that are you awaking Simran. Oh God, that is my elder brother who is playing with my body, I am acting like slept and want to enjoy each of his proceedings and foreplay.So I am keeping silent. Now his both hands were not at my body. I opened my eyes half and. I said Okay I will be there at your place within ten minutes. I changed my short to track and half sleeves t shirt.I knocked the door and she welcome in and said me to have a seat. She was wearing a sari at that moment and served me idli and sambhar and then followed by tea.We chatted for a while and then I came back. One fine morning she gave me weird look in the balcony I asked her what happened she said slipped in the bathroom while having bath. I said need any help in reply she said can you. He’s had a lot of good years, and I’ve been with ‘im for most of ‘em. I don’t like it, but it’s the way of us all. Please tell me you can visit.”“Give me your address. We’ll be on the road...”“Thank you, Dan.”“Praying for you all, Mizz Barton.”The phone clicked. I bowed my head for a quiet moment, then I punched up Cindy.“Hey, babe!” my redhead chirped. “What’s up?”“Mister Barton...”“Oh no ... We haven’t seen in him the last few weekends...”“Found out why. He’s ... bad way. His wife called us..