This time I could see my wife eating her food, the picture had been clearly taken by someone else. The night wore on, until I received a message from ...an unknown number.It was Peter, thanking me for letting him take my wife out for the night; the bastard added that he would do his best to keep her entertained.Ten minutes later I received a video of my wife walking in front of him. Seconds later, a text message from Peter said he was sure my sexy wife had not any underwear on. He added he would. Mein roz unhe hug karta aur uske bahane boobs dabata . Mein jab bhi uske saath jaata toh muhje gaadi double nahi aati aisa bol ke unke piche baitha aur apna lund uski gaand pe touch karta. Thode din baat unhone yeh notice kiya aur muhjse distance bana liya. Ek aur baat woh hamesha excercise karti fit rehne ke liye . Ek baar jab woh excecise karke aayi toh main unhe kaha.Me : tu moti ho gayi hai exercise se kuch nahi hota.Nisha : tuhje kya lagta hai mein moti ho gayi hun?Me : aap pet dikhao toh. Excatly what I like. His balls were hairy too. He said we could meet at a motel to have the encounter. I get there around 8 pm. I was nervous but my pussy was throbing as if it were going to explode. He emailed me saying he would be in room 109 waiting for me. I enter and it was dark. There was a lamp on in the corner but the light was dim. I see him sitting at the edge of the bed with his pants down. I close the door behind me and proceed to take off my shirt. He comes towards me and grabs. This time, however,Grace pushed her middle finger hard up Sandy's tight asshole, hooked it there,and pulled hard. It wasn't painful, but Sandy felt a slight coolness insideher, and drew back away from their kiss. She smiled impishly at her friend. "Hey,you slut!" she said playfully, "You're pulling my asshole open. Aren't yougoing to shove that dildo up into me again?" "I don't know," said Grace, and she wiggled her fingertip inside Sandy'sasshole, "I haven't decided yet. But I can tell you one.