“OH FUCK YES! OH FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!” Vidya now began screaming in earnest as she received his thrusts. From the sounds of the bed I could only imagine her impaled on his cock.
SLAP!
SLAP!
I then heard a couple of sounds that could only be slaps. Balchandra was once again slapping her! My wife was being slapped by another man while I was in the house!
“You are a very naughty woman, bahu.” I heard Balchandra say as he slapped her. “Your husband is in the same house and you are in the arms of another man.”
“Oh, yes, Balchandraji, I am a naughty woman. Please punish me.”
SLAP!
I could have gone in and stopped him from slapping her, but it was my wife who liked it rough.
SLAP!
The bed now began hitting the wall hard and the springs sounded as if they were going to break. The slapping had stopped, and all I could hear was the violent squeaking of the bed and the grunts of the lovers. Balchandra was giving it to her good, and Vidya was now screaming loudly.
“OH YES! OH YES! OH YES! OH YES!”
Suddenly the squeaking stopped. I could hear a muffled groan, and then a small sighing sound from Vidya and a guttural grunt from Balchandra. I knew he was now cumming into her. He had his pecker buried deep in my wife, and he was ejaculating his sperm into her unprotected womb.
I quietly made my way back to the living room. It had been almost twenty minutes since she had entered his room. This old man Balchandra had been fucking my wife for almost twenty minutes before emptying his balls into her.
No one missed us. Vidya soon walked back into the room.
Our eyes met.
She was sweaty, and glowing. Her hair was hastily brushed, but some parts of it was plastered to her face. Her chest was heaving and I could see her nipples erect. Was it just me, or I could smell the scent of a freshly fucked woman on her?
She just mouthed something.
“I love you.”
I know darling. I love you too. You are the best wife anyone could have.
India was by then losing the game due to their reckless tactics. I wondered if I was losing my wife due to our reckless marriage.
Continue Indian wife’s old lover the milkman returns, with friends
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