I was havingso much fun I don't remember what all I said. After dinner we foundourselves on the couch cuddling and kissing. Gwen must have beenjealo...s because she was jumping all over the place rubbing up againstus. Then, she must have gotten bored since she finally left us alone.That's when it happened.I heard something fall and looked over to see Gwen on the dinning roomtable licking a plate. She had knocked one of the candles over and ontothe carpet. I yelled and must have scared Gwen. They talked to each other. I could make out their Hindi. After a distance the car stopped and another guy entered in the already cramped up car. He (Main Guy) looked at me and exclaimed, “Mast Maal Hai.Bahut Mazaa Aayega. She is wearing too much clothes for a prostitute”. The car stopped in the highway and they dragged me outside. I started crying. One of the guys (Guy #2) told, “Why are you crying now darling? Just enjoy”. Immediately 2 of them (Guy #3 and #4) pulled me out of my sari. I kept. The four of us danced for an hour before the women decided that they were just too thirsty to continue. They all headed off the floor and to a luxurious table all by itself. A little brass plaque on the edge of the booth read, OWNER. So that's who this must be, thought I. Sonali noticed I reading the sign. "Oh, we haven't properly introduced you yet. I, this is Mumtaz. She's sister of the owner." "Pleased to meet you." I greeted Mumtaz and offered a hand. Mumtaz smiled and replied, "The. This video was hot, I was watching pure sexual passion playing out between two people. The bad news is one was my wife. As I watched the young stud passionately fuck my wife from behind I could feel myself get hard, I unzipped my pants and started stroking. I looked down at the computer clock to make sure I had enough time to cum before my wife got home. Not good, my wife would be home in less than ten minutes. There I was with a raging hard-on and a video playing before me of my wife fucking.
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