“oh yes…better than good…it was great!” And she rolled over and gave me a big kiss. “i’m just feeling my oats, again” i grinned. Desi indian “what was that all about?” My wife asked, with a smile. “i just was home working, and i happened to see you… Taking a swim” i told her. With that, she headed for her bedroom, and less than three minutes later had emerged wearing the same short robe i had seen her in a few days before. My cock had started to swell at the thought, but what if my wife…oh, hell, she wouldn’t be home for hours. “you have a very nice…stroke” i smiled at the double entendre. The two were clearly the standout beauties of the evening. She took me deep into her throat with her tongue and throat muscles massaging me the whole time, and as i began to approach my own climax, i tried to pull her up,
