.I got an mail from an Indian sex story reader who wanted to have a nice satisfactory time with meHer name is Radhika ( name changed to maintain priva...cy of the reader ). Me and radhika exchanged mails for a week and than decided to meet so she called me at her home. Radhika was in her early thirties and married to an nri she was beautiful with natural tits medium length black hairs and a slim curvy body . We settled down and had a nice chat where she asked me I dont mind can she call her friend. Heather too, was enjoying the fucking and it was just what she had needed. Matt's rough working man's hands were strong but gentle. She could feel her ass tingling under their caresses. His mouth felt exquisite on her breasts, but best of all was what his big black cock was doing. Her pussy was crammed full, and the long, thick shaft was massaging her many sweet spots the way she loved. Heather knew her mounting orgasm would be one of the best of her life.There was no need to talk, really, but. After a few more minutes, "Move" I heard Joe order me and I rose up and backed off as I watched Joe lift Ruth's legs up more and moving in closer still, watched as he leaned down and started to kiss Ruth while he continued to fuck her. "What a fuckin' turn on" I thought to myself as I watched my man kissing and fucking another woman. I saw her wrap her arms around Joe and wildly kiss him as passionately as she could and I immediately reached down and sticking my fingers in my own cunt, now. Please Jamie? Our time will come." Find a way to touch them." Touch them?" I asked. "Why?" Remember the bank? The only reason I got to him was because he touched you." Really? I didn't know that." Thank you, Mr. Matthews. Actually, they didn't know who you were, but they recognized your friends, the Davises, from the paper and said they were sitting with you and the girl. We found out you were handling funeral arrangements and that's how we found you. I'm sorry for your loss, a tragic.