She regarded me like I was a money-grubbing parasite and narrowed her eyes at me.“Fine, like if I fuck you or something would you call it even?” s...he grunted. I hadn’t expected her to offer sex and I really didn’t care about the money at all. At the same time, I suddenly became insanely aroused that she’d just give me what I really wanted and I didn’t have to talk my way into it at all – I could just forgive a debt. It was too good to pass up.“Yeah, like that would work,” I stammered and she. Next day I stayed at my house and brought sweets, drinks, flowers, new lungs, and new sari to my wife. On seeing all my wife asked me why I brought all there things. I told that he takes drinks. She should be neat and looks like queen. At afternoon I had taken drink in her presence only and told the fact that, he fucks her everyday with his snake dick and it may help us to get children. She protested like anything. I told her I became his slave and since two days, he was giving joy to me.. I heard something being squirted out of a plastic bottle of some sort and then I felt some warm goo hit my ass. After five or six squirts the guy above me said the first one is for her the rest are for me then I felt something hot pushing against my asshole. I was wiggling trying to get up but the more I fought it the more it inched its way into my ass. So I stopped fighting and then I could feel my ass hole open up to accept that hot cock. Then when he was all the way in me my ass began to. But only for a couple of seconds, for she gasped a huge lungful as Anjan shoved his fingers into her now slimy wet pussy with ridiculous ease. However, his lack of expertise showed as he merely kept shoving them in and out of her pussy, never really going for any of the sweet spots like the g-spot or the bottom wall. But his glossal acrobatics on her clit now resumed with renewed vigour, evoking a fresh bout of invectives from his sister – who was now uncontrollably thrashing around. As his.