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" she commanded.What should have been an erotic moment was outright embarrassing. This is my wife I'm watching swinging her hips. The stilettos were making loud announcements that a sexually confident woman was approaching. It didn't take long for the patrons lingering the lot to notice. I can hear muttered words, "Shit! Oh damn! Fuck, fuck, yeah." I knew Amanda could hear them too. Though I didn't see her face, I only imagined she was smiling. No, not smiling. She would have a determined look. I felt like a nude statue in a fountain. My heart raced, pounding in my chest and ears like a kettle drum, my skin glimmering in the afternoon sun after a cold sweat burst forth, coating my skin with a sheen, and goosebumps rose in waves across my exposed skin.Cars and shoppers passed by unknowingly, likely more irked by the assemblage blocking their pathways, than suspicious of the strip tease happening nearby, never investigating with more than quick glances and annoyed scowls. My nude orbit. She was still trembling with fear.Aarti: Kya karte ho dara diya mujhe. (You scared the hell out of me.)Me: Aaj humaara lucky day hai. Dono din ke liye koi bhi nahi hai ghar me. (Today’s our lucky day, we got the house to ourselves for the weekend.)Aarti: Sach me? Fir to main jaaungi hi nahi kahi. (Really? Let me stay here for both days then.)Me: Bilkul meri jaan. Tumhe itna chodunga ki saari aag bhujh jaae. (Yes baby, will fuck you so much that you’ll be cool as ice.)Aarti: Woh to dekhenge ki. Carol arched her hips and I could feel the tremours of bliss racking her body. She closed her legs around my head, trapping me, pushing her mound into my face, smothering me. If she suffocated me then, I would have died and gone to pussy heaven. Doug pulled out of her mouth and sat on his haunches watching me eat his wife. I watched his cock throb and glistened with pre cum. I moved away from her, and he got between her legs and started fucking her. She was scratching his back as she came on.
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