On the 3rd day morning my mom, aunt and Diya planned to go out. I said to them that I was not coming because I was not interested in shopping. They sa...id ok and they started to get ready. Since I was not going I started to pack my things in my bag because me and my mom were leaving that evening to Coimbatore. Just as I was packing my things I heard Diya saying to her mom that she was not coming for shopping as she was feeling a little feverish. She also said that she had some record work to be. “Oh god yes!” My wife moaned, as I rubbed her clit in a small circular motion while sucking on her neck. I slid two fingers into her pussy and started working against her g-spot.“Oh fuck! I’m cumming!” My wife moaned, as her pussy juices drenched my hand and the crotch of her new panties. I continued working my fingers in my wife’s pussy through her first orgasm until she was on the brink of a second.“I’m ready to fuck that pussy baby, feel how hard I am for you,” I said, guiding her hand to my. Shit! No! I can’t imagine Amy! How will I look her in the eye, again? My fingertip continues circling, slowly. Around and around my sensitive clit, my body shuddering in response. I moan again and give up trying to form any images and simply submit to the sensation, letting it overwhelm me. I press my left index finger into me, but only so that my pussy tightens around my first knuckle. I tease myself by sliding in slowly, savouring the feel of my finger slipping easily into me. I press my. I just stood there for a little bit before the host, Ashlee, turned down the music and started to talk. “Alright, people, it’s time to play spin the bottle.” Right then and there, I had wished I never would have come to this party. I had a bad feeling that I was gonna get embarrassed somehow. We all sat down in a circle on the floor. He waved me to come and join them. So I did; I sat right beside him, trying not to show how nervous I was. The bottle was spun and it landed on a girl to the right.