She tried squeezing and lifting, but it was already sliding out, there wasn't enough friction for how heavy it was. "This thing must be filled with D ...batteries" she moaned.She resolved to get another sphere in, her labia were drying out and sticking to the next sphere as the dildo pushed all the moisture up inside her. She had to go up and down repeatedly to get her natural moisture to move down and lube it up to start covering the second sphere. She suddenly thought about it, she must look. Fir pati ko kaha, chal tu bhi daal le, biwi teri hi hai sharma mat. Apne hi pati ke saamne dusre mard ki gaud mein, nagwar gujar raha tha, lekin majburi thi. Main chup chap leti thi aur meri nabhi mein pati ki ungli halke halke se ghum rahi thi.Aur petticoat ko kaafi niche tak khiska ke pure pet pe buddha haath firate hue pati se baat kar raha tha. Pati uski jee huzuri kar raha tha. Meri nabhi ke liye bhi buddha charcha karne laga. Toh pati ne haan mein haan milate hue muskurate hue kaha ki. I spat in her mouth and made her gulp it once again. It had been a long session, so we decided to call it a day.She made us some coffee. She served it to me, naked. I drank coffee. We had a nice chat over coffee. She had enjoyed the earlier fucking session to its core. She was still roaming around with the cum stained pussy.Over coffee, we discussed how she was willing to get her hubby involved as a cuckold. It was a dreamy idea, we discussed a lot about it and she promised that she’ll make it. With a heavy heart, Supriya and I let her go. Now it was mostly me and my boss Supriya fucking each other. I would occasionally fuck Rekha or her maid when they were in some naughty mood.My relationship with Supriya was very obvious to everyone at our office. We went to HR and told them that we were in a relationship. Our seniors were informed about our relationship. I was quite anxious to be known as a MILF fucker. My girlfriend was more than 10 years older than me.One night I.