Jean and I looked at each other and without a word between us invited Kristina to our cabin for a nightcap after her shift was over. Kristina told us ...it is very much against the rules so she would think about it.Meanwhile we went down to the casino to gamble a bit. After an hour of gambling we were not doing well. Loosing very successfully! Jean and I decided to call it a night and go to the stateroom for some quality time. We changed into out sleeping clothes then went out on our balcony and. He wanted to shout stop; he wanted to shout at her to release him. But he desisted. He was a man, not a wimp and, as well as all the pain, there was also excitement. Sal was stroking the base of his cock and his testicle sac as she moved the root in and out of him. It was sheer torture. It was sheer agony. He heard the words ‘three minutes’ and ‘two minutes’ come from her lips as he began to thrash about with his hips. The words ‘one minute’ were faint over his own loud moans and cries. He bit. You better just pray that I lube it up first, because I think I forget to order some and I don’t know if we have any in the house.” We did, of course, and she knew damn well that we did. I kept the tube that I used to jack off with in the nightstand on my side of the bed. Quickly it dawned on me that I either tell her about it, or she really would shove that thing up my ass with nothing but spit – probably my spit – to grease the way. “I think there’s some in that drawer there, Mistress," I. I would fuck my wife but in my mind would be my darling Didi. I could never be separated from Mithali Didi. My life with Meena became tense. Mithali Didi’s relations with Rohit jijju too broke up when he caught me fucking her in my own bed. Rohit divorced her. My life became all the more difficult as Mithali Didi came to live with us. Once, while I was fucking my wife, I blurted out absent mindedly,” Didi, you are the best fuck of my life.” My eyes were closed at that time and my wife was.