Her husband then started telling me that his job was so tiring and took do much of his time due to which he wasn’t able to give 100% of his time to ...her, and he tried justifying that whatever time he is free he gives most of her time. But then Riya said, even then at night you decide to keep yourself busy with your work, and TV, rather than giving more attention to me!In between this, Devika’s mother Riya dropped a spoon by mistake under the table, she excused herself and made her way under the. When we were about to leave, she touched my arm."Whatever it is, don't worry about it. It will pass."I looked at her, seeing the slight smile in her lips, reassuring. "Life will pass," I thought, giving her a phony smile and a peck."Can you spend a night with me?" I asked."A night?" Yes, a night." No." Why not?" What am I going to say to him?" Pick a day he's traveling." He'll call home." Tell him you are staying at a friend's." Let's talk about something else." Are you happy?" I asked her. The rim job, the first I’d had, was phenomenal, and after wetting my hole with his saliva, Bud was quickly on top of me and was working his now dripping cock over my hairless, slippery hole. The rimming got me super horny, and I could now feel his enormous cock’s head pressing on my hole, begging for me to relax enough to take him in. Before I knew it, he was all the way inside me, and the fucking began. It did not take long before his breathing escalated, and his hard cock got harder and he. You do it better than me," she ordered, and satdown on one of the stools in the breakfast nook, watching me..................When I had laid him on the bed, I stood back and looked at him. When theinitial shock had abated I examined (her?) properly. I could see myhusband in there, but only with difficulty. I had great trouble thinkingof the figure on the bed as (him?). She actually looked very pretty. Shehad chosen an obviously expensive honey-blonde chin-length wig, whichframed her face.