.fachchakk….i was urging him to increase his speed. I requested him to push more and more with full thrust into my hot and wet choot. And suddenly m...y body was arched and i felt lot of juice drained out from my choot. That make bath to his lund. Bed sheet under my gaand was drenched with my juice. In the mean time ashok further increased his speed. He made hard strokes. I received each of his hard strokes skillfully throwing my hips up and up every time.he was romping fast. Sometimes i entwined. Side effect of the lifestyle, I suppose. Just to clear things up, I contacted him, to see what was the what. He automatically replied with ‘you are the one who didn’t want married guys’. Oh yeah. I was bored, so I still kept talking to him. As the hours, and then days went by, we found that we had much in common. Food, books, movies, whitewater-rafting, was there anything that we didn’t click on? We kept remarking on the intensity of the connection that we were beginning to form. Should we. He then sat with his back resting on the wall of the coach, spread his legs and made me lie in between his legs facing down with my mouth near his dick. He then held my hair and pushed my head and his dick was again feeling the warmth of my mouth and then started fucking my mouth.He was overpowering me and I loved it . He was fucking my mouth like a wild animal increasing speed and pressure ,now his dick was more than half inside and was touching my throat and he kept increasing the pressure. . if I was doing so with the knowledge and approval of my wife, my ... soulmate ... I wouldn't be cheating, but it was an uncomfortable idea, none-the-less."Grace ... I can't think I'll ever love you any less..." I think I can trust you ... but you need to think about this, because it would be easy to make things worse. You think she's attractive, don't you?" Oh, yes. Of course."She left it there, and snuggled some more.Four hours, and several cups of coffee later, we were only twelve miles off.