I got up very quietly and grabbed her phone and walked out of the bedroom and into the bathroom. I put in her security code and quickly scrolled throu...gh some emails, texts and other apps that have messages. Nothing. All clean. Thats when I decided to check her pictures. At first I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Lots of normal selfies of her and myself along with pictures of our 2 dogs. A few caught my eye right away but I knew she took these "progress" pics of her progress at the gym.. The bastard finally grabbed my skirt and ripped it off from my body. He smiled at the sight of my tiny white cotton thong; it barely covered my shaven labia. He pushed me back on the couch.The man smiled again, seeing my thong was already damp. He told me I was a slutty wet cunt. Then he slid between my thighs and parted them, rubbing my clit with his dirty fingers. Then I whimpered and in that moment he slid almost his entire cock in one fell swoop. It felt good in my cunt. I gasped and then. This tactic caught her completely by surprise, disrupted her concentration, and I was able to win the point and the game. Then somehow I was able to break her service and close out the set at 7-5. Sethy could not believe she had lost. Frustration was all over her face.“So dear, you owe me an hour oil massage. But I’m willing to make a trade”, I offered.“Oh?” she replied glaring at me.“Yes. Here’s my second dare for you. If you take off the rest of your clothes and walk around the tennis court. That’s my punishment.”With this, Radha suddenly shivered so much that she was about to fall. Karan somehow got hold of her. She screamed, “I am cumming,” She lifted her butt, which led to Karan’s dick getting twisted. He felt a jerking pain and was forced to take the dick out of her mother’s ass.He saw her squirting like a Niagra waterfall from her pussy. She kept screaming, “Oh god, I am draining like a whore in heat. I am my husband’s whore”After the orgasm, Radha couldn’t stand and sat in.