At around 12 midnight Nirmala’s husband sneaked into the bedroom where she is sleeping conveniently among the kids.He woke her up and without making... any noise they wanted to have sex. Usually in such joint families, bathroom is the sex theatre where you can reach the peaks of sex. Someone is already having a session inside it and they don’t want to wait for them to come out since they don’t know who else is waiting outside for the next session. So he lifted her saree, petticoat and inserted his. "Fuck me, fuck me, let them watch" she whimpered.She no sooner resumed moaning when that huge cock pushed thru the glory hole. She turned and smiled, I assumed she would start jacking him off, his cock was almost in her face.She yelled "push me forward". With a hard thrust she and the chair moved almost a foot forward. I asked if that was enough? She mumbled something I did not understand. I leaned forward to whisper the same question in her ear.The huge cock sticking thru the hole was down my. “Yeah, the ... um ... caterers that I chose aren’t ... normal caterers. They double as sex workers, babe. This occasion let them double dip, if you will. We paid them extra, just in case word got out and their business suffered. I guess that I shouldn’t have hidden that final surprise from you, but that’s what it was. Forgive me?” my charming wife asked me with an adorable pout and puppy dog eyes.“Oh, of course, I do! It was a lovely surprise, anyway, but just how late is it?” I looked around. "How about some wine? I bet you could use it after a long day," Ted asked,walking over to his bar area."Sure," smiled Sherri. "I honestly really could." I'd ask if you're old enough, but it's just wine." Ted handed her a glass."Cheers." I'm twenty three, so no worries." Sherri took a sip. "I know I look youngerand just so you know, the part time job in the mall is helping to get methrough grad school." I wasn't judging, Sherri," said Ted. "I worked in a mall shoe store notthat long ago when I.