All the things got over by 3.00pm. Then we decided to go for shopping. She came in saree and I made to sit in my bike and stated the travel. In the sh...op I asked her to select a modern dress. She decided to buy salwaar hamez. But I asked her to select a t shirt and jean. She didn’t liked that but due to my compulsion she noded yes. Then I selected a white t shirt and blue jeans and asked her to wear. With hesitation she entered dressing room and my angel become more modern in that dress. The. Com/stories/memberpage.php?uid=171420&page=submissionsPeter peeled around the corner and dashed down the long well-lit hallway, his eyes wild with fear. He was running stark naked down the house's hallway with his clothes in a crumpled pile as he clutched them to his chest. He quickly glanced back down towards the way he came and saw a shadow emerging from the corner.The owner of the shadow shouted at Peter. "Come back here, you fucking cocksucker!"Peter tried to pick up his speed when he saw. I thought it looked like his pants were bulging and suddenly remembered that I had put a Spanish language translator app on my phone. I motioned for him to wait. I got the phone to translate “Want more work?”---He said Si, mas trabajo. Between hand gestures and my App, we exchanged phone numbers and I sent him a text that said “este es mi numero”. His phone was one of those South American ones and a real piece of shit, so I made sure he got it. The wheels of my mind were turning, but I wasn’t. His first load was deliberately in her mouth and she turned toward me and opened wide so I could see in the mirror before swallowing. When he went down on her already fucked pussy, all I could see was his ass with genitals hanging down. Her orgasms were audible over the road noises though.Finally, the real fucking began. I had a perfect view of my wife's legs sometimes spread flat, sometimes with knees up, sometimes up in the air and sometimes wrapped around her new cocksman. His buns were.