Me: if you don’t think bad let me pay the feesP: thanks kiran I love you for your kindness towards meI gave a rs 5000 to her & asked her to pay the ...fees & for the remaining money asked her to take new saree after some hesitation she took the money & she kissed on my cheeks for all the love & care, after two days there was a diwali festival they were planning to go to the temple, she asked me to accompany her family for as her husband is not coming due to some work, I was very happy and while. I even went one Saturday night to the western bar to check things out. Sure enough, around 11pm things started to get wild and it would be the perfect place to take. It had been about 2 weeks since I had taken her to the beach and as I left to go to work this morning, there was an envelope on my car wind-shield. I opened it and dropped dead in my tracks. There were about 5 pictures of my wife printer on computer paper and it was from when she was at the beach. A couple were shots of her face. The only problem was wanting to forget all about it, but that seemed nearly impossible. Each of her friends told her to leave him after what he had done, but how could she? The sex, oh the sex, was unbearable, incredible, purely astonishing. Although, every time they had sex, she thought of the other woman. "I'm sorry to keep bringing this up but, what exactly did you do with the other woman? How many times did you have sex? Was I not good enough? I know keep asking it's just that it kills me. He raised his head and his eyes, scanning my naked body reflected in the mirror like an x-ray, shamelessly exposed for his pleasure as his slut was feasting on his cock and balls like a down home Texas barbecue. Swiping his stiff tool with her flattened tongue and relishing its flavor and working his cock like a cherry flavored blow-pop with her wet mouth made my clit burn and ache to be touched. I felt on fire and wanted to be free of my restraint so I could ravage his cock and swallow his.