It wasn’t what Cindy was doing to me as much as it was me thinking about what she had been doing to one of the other guys. I just couldn’t help bu...t imagine the sight and was wishing I could watch her giving him head.That dinner conversation had us both really wound up and we had sex in the front seat of my truck that night just like so many nights before. It really would be nice to have a bedroom where we could do it in bed and not in my truck although doing it like that in the driveway with a. The cum was dripping down, down her big flabs of fat in her legs. She showed Jane the wetnest. Her pussy was filled with her husband cum“Your husband in love, he doesn’t try to hide his devotion. In public he is willing to happily eat my pussy. I let him keep some of my panties in his pocket so he could smell it. When we meet he always like please Caj…please let me smell your ass let me worship it. He begs to make love to it all day. And when I fuck him. He likes please Goddess Cajun you are. I was caressing her boobs with one hand & with another I was caressing her right cheek & chewing her smooth lips which even she was enjoying & sometime later she too responded.This continued for every single day after that day till few weeks & we both were lost in each other & was only lust between me & Mamta & no place for love. A week later my family went to native for a week & we got a chance to explore ahead of daily limits, I started as usual from my computer table & when we both went out. Finally the wedding happened and we started our life together. It was all I expected and more. Underneath her reserved exterior lived a passionate woman.Life was good and got even better when she became pregnant a year after we married. The pregnancy was harder on her than I thought it would be and, looking back, I should have foreseen the end. Three years after Sara Anne was born my beloved died after a year of getting progressively worse. By the time she died, I think we both were looking at.