I could tell by the grunts and moans that Balachandra was now cumming into her. I glanced back at the laptop and noticed that his hips were buckling and he was absolutely hammering my poor wife with his massive frame. An insane amount of cum was being pumped into her unprotected womb. Finally Balachandra’s butt stopped moving. He just lay there on her, both of them out of breath.
If I had hoped that he was done fucking her for the night, I was wrong. Balachandra couldn’t get enough of my wife. And how could he? He now had Vidya at his service for the next four days. He was going to screw her until she couldn’t walk.
Balachandra rolled off Vidya and grabbed her by the hair.
“Bahu, you know what to do. Lick me clean.”
Shocked, I watched as my usually bossy wife submissively position herself over her lover’s somewhat hard cock, now glistening with cum and Vidya’s own juices. She lowered her mouth onto it, licking and slurping the goo between her lips. Balachandra held Vidya’s hair in his fist, pulling her head up and down on his erection.
“Yeah, that’s good, bahu. Keep that up, just like that.”
He seemed to take a particular delight in ordering my wife about. For her part, Vidya was playing the perfect submissive slave girl. Her head was bobbing as she sucked Balachandra in and out of her mouth. She was moaning with pleasure, her ass rotating in the air as she licked and cleaned his penis. And who could resist such as ass!
With one hand holding her by the hair, Balachandra took his other hand and inserted three fingers between her legs and into her exposed cunt. His fingers were glistening with lubrication when he pulled them out. My wife was wet. Her cunt must have been a mess. Balachandra then roughly shoved one, and then two, and, finally, the third finger into my wife’s anus. Vidya shamelessly purred. I was watching my wife moan with pleasure at another man’s digits in her rectum.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Balachandra then raised his hand and gave her bare ass a series of resounding slaps, leaving bright red marks on her butt cheeks.
“You are a hot little piece of ass, bahu, but don’t get too comfortable, I’ve only just started.”
With a shock, I realized that Vidya had stopped sucking him. He was now fully hard, and my wife was looking at his huge appendage with hunger.
For the next two hours I watched as this older man ploughed into my wife from different positions. He would fuck her in one position, give her a break, and then fuck her again in another position. At one point she was on her back and bent nearly in two with her legs over his shoulders. They were going at it so hard that Balchandra started to sweat and pant. At another point she was on her back with her legs wrapped around his waist as he plunged into her. I watched the screen as the video showed him bury his huge dark cock into my wife’s married snatch, again and again.
Balchandra’s face had a constant triumphant smile to it. He was banging the best looking wife in the neighborhood – my wife – in her own bed, in her own house. I was amazed at his self-control. I would have cum barely within minutes, yet he perfectly paced himself. Vidya’s vagina squeezed his dark cock constantly and I felt he would also cum any minute, but he held on. Vidya was moaning continuously.