I regained my footing, and thanked him with a blush. He apologized, checked my footing again, and looked away at the horizon. Our bodies glistened wit...h sweat. I noticed movement in the fruit basket. We both looked as the penis engorged, the glans slowly emerging from the prepuce as the organ rose with a rhythmic pulsation. It was an extremely large penis, and I felt anxious about what would happen now. He looked at me with a warm smile, and I sensed tension, but not danger. I also sensed the. Sandy smiled before he felt the back of her hand brush against his groin as she pulled away. He reached for her and pulled her back and pressed his lips against her ear so that he too would be out of earshot of others, “Trying to tease me about being a cuckold again are you?” “Who said I was teasing?” She responded very quietly. Sandy pulled her tighter against him and kissed her. He wanted to slip his hand under her skirt; he wanted to touch her; he wanted to finger her; he wanted to fuck. Sonam asked if I was kinky on Sarees. I told her I was not. We met up at the food court and she looked absolutely divine in a blue saree. She looked like a Diva and was the most beautiful woman in the food court. All the men were jealous of me and the women were asking their husbands not to ogle at Sonam. After 5 mins every one went back to eating and left us alone. Sonam looked a bit disappointed and said that she was expecting someone younger and I also told her that I was expecting a. “You’re a little slut aren’t you? Look how compliant you become when you get the right sort of attention.” “The fact that you’re able to talk means that your tongue isn’t working as hard as it could be.” I heard what sounded like a snort before all the pressure on my clit vanished and manoeuvred over me till he was standing over me with his cock right at eye level. “You’ll have to learn to shut up and take a cock before you deserve any pleasure from me,” he said as he pulled me to the edge of.