Kiss karte karte sumit didi ki gand ko kas k daba raha tha aur wo smooching kar rahe the thodi der bad wo alag huye to sumit ne didi k suit utar diya ...ab wo pink bra me thi aur bilkul maal lag rahi thi. Fir sumit unke bra ke upar se unki chuchi ko kas k dabane laga to wo boli please dhire se karo to fir unke salwar bhi utar diya ab wo panty aur bra me thi aur fir se lipat ke kiss karne lage.Ab wo kabhi unko kabhi boobs dabata kabhi gand masalta dhire dhire wo excite ho rahi thi aur kiss karti ja. We exchanged pleasantries for a few moments before he leaned forward and told me she still talked about me a lot, then leant even closer and told me she was always going on about my big cock. I had to chuckle, as that was what had got me into trouble with her, me spreading it about so to speak, and it tickled me to think she went on about it.David asked if I ever thought about giving her one, as in fucking her, and I had to confess that I did, as she was still the hottest lay I have ever met,. Super manly, and yet somehow still so boyishly cute. I closed my eyes again, and guiltily imagined that it was Connor’s tongue lavishing pleasure upon my pussy, not my husband’s. Of course, considering the fact that Shane was no doubt at that moment fantasizing about eating Tracy out instead of me, the guilt was probably unwarranted. Tracy… Thinking of her made me wet, too. Now that she’d—now that I’d—now that we’d both experienced the joys of each other’s company, I couldn’t wait to try it. I didn't want to believe that she had taken up with the black man I witnessed fucking her and I couldn't be sure if this was something steady or even if her mother, Marcy, knew what was going on when she wasn't home. I was hurt, angry and confused. I got in my car and left quickly, wondering what to do. I will admit it was really hard to think of anything else but what I saw, but in spite of that, I also knew that I loved my wife and wanted her back. I also knew that if I told her what I saw.