I was pressing her boobs at the same time and kissing her in between. Also running my hands all over her breasts till her navel. Just then the bell ra...ng.“Oh it must be my son,” Nidhi said. She put on her bathing robe and went to the door. She came back after a while, probably after arranging lunch for her son. As she came back I told her to lie on her stomach. I lifted up her hips and made her in doggy position.I was really horny thinking of fucking an aunty while her son was home. I began. She put her right arm around my neck and began playing with my right nipple. With her other hand she pinched my left nipple. All the while, I was watching one of the hunks sticking his bare cock in another's other's asshole. My own cock was bobbing up and down of its own accord. I couldn't take my eyes off the screen. Eight inches of thick man meat was going into a tight slick welcoming asshole.While my wife was playing with my nipples she was licking and breathing heavily in my ear. I was. He loved her ass and aimed to fuck it someday. He hoped that day was today. His tongue snaked out and licked from one end of her slit to the other, causing her to gasp. Suddenly, he slipped his tongue into her pussy, burying his face in her ass. “Ohhhhh…” she sighed, squirming before him as he tasted her juices. He slowly licked up to the skin between her slit and her ass, and tingles of anticipation shot through her. He wasn’t sure how he’d react to him licking her asshole, so he just licked. That bastard Quinn was not going to win--no matter what!She raised her legs and pressed her muscles down hard on the half- wit's pleading cock in a silent vow to bring their dual torment to a rapid climax and determined, above all not to break down or tell Erik of the secret hiding place of the heroin. Her very existence depended on her keeping silent, for she knew that the torture and degradation of sudden withdrawal from the drug would be much worse, and much more terrifying than the fucking.