Mi esposa y Roshan (2)

My wife and I were talking about her next meeting with Roshan, she was willing to sleep with him but I told her that I would like to see it and if he took her to a hotel, it would be impossible. So we agreed that he would invite us to our house instead of going out for dinner, so I could see from the window where I saw her having sex with Amir and even put the camera on record. There were three days left until the meeting with Roshan, and I had stopped having sex with her so that her excitement would accumulate, without stopping to touch her whenever I could, and she had promised me that she wouldn't get caught at work, so she was already like a wild beast in heat, so sometimes she couldn't sleep. Finally, the day arrived, I set up the cameras in the living room and bedroom just in case they wanted to go to bed, and I went to do some things in the garage. She took a bath and washed her rectum in case there was action around there. I should clarify something, our house has bushes and a small tree in front of the garden, so nothing can be seen from the street, on the left is the parking lot of a large church that is always empty in the afternoon/night, and on the right and behind the garden is limited by a wooden boarder that also blocks the view of our neighbors' house, unless someone pokes their head through the boards or holes. That's why Maggie told Roshan to park his car in the parking lot when he arrived at the house, until the side of the house, so no one would notice. I was cutting wood for our chimney when my wife told me that the Hindu had already called and said he would arrive in ten minutes; I turned off the lights in the garage and garden, so there would be less visibility and only the light at the entrance of the house was on. A well-lavied and expensive car entered our parking lot when I was hiding to the right side of the house in the darkness, but no one got out, I was texting my wife because a minute later, Maggie left the house wearing that famous mini-skirt with a booty and a bikini top that barely covered her nipples, and she walked to the car swaying her hips very seductively. The Hindu got out of the auto and surrounded her as she waited for him, smiling and flirtatious, and gave him a strong hug greeting, Do you like it? she asked, separating a bit and giving herself a turn that made her skirt show even more of her buttocks. Yes! he said timidly, caressing my wife with his gaze, I put it on for you he said to remember the night we met, Are you sure your husband won't come? he asked, Don't worry she said smiling, he went to work outside the city and will be back by tomorrow; then she took him by the hand and they headed towards the house, but on the way, my wife's gaze searched for me in the darkness and lifted her skirt from the front to show me her shaved pubis without underwear. When they entered, she turned off the only outside light as we had agreed, so I could be at the window watching everything without being seen from inside; both of us already had a notable erection. She made him sit on the living room sofa where Amir had taken her for the first time, served wine in crystal glasses, not caring that when she bent down, her ass was just centimeters from his face as he devoured her with his gaze; then she went and put music on the stereo, also bending down without shame, surely the Hindu could see my wife's vaginal lips and was savoring her mustache a bit nervously. I took off my pants and boxers and stood there naked from the waist down, masturbating to my heart's content. She sat next to him as they drank and talked about anything. Roshan began to relax when my wife, stroking his leg, asked him about sex with his wife; he sadly told her everything Amir had already told us, that it was very belittled and mistreated by she and that sex was the most boring thing in the world. She confessed to seeing a lot of porn and having fantasies that were simply impossible to fulfill with her wife; Maggie then asked what those fantasies were, but the friend felt too embarrassed to talk about it. She looked at him and told him to have confidence in opening up to her, that she wouldn't judge or mock him and would instead help him fulfill those fantasies. The wine helped the Hindu man dare to say oral sex, she was surprised, have you really never sucked his cock?, he looked at her with strangeness, no, but I mean my wife's, ahhhh, now I understand said my wife never had your cock sucked, he denied shamefully, I once hired a prostitute he said, but it didn't work because it was very cold, just for business, she realized that what he needed was affection and not just sex; by then she was already massaging his penis over the pants. I felt sorry for that man, but knew my wife wouldn't let him go without fulfilling her, since she loves to suck. let's see, she said we'll start from there she settled in and made him stand up in front of her, then took off his belt and lowered the zipper to let out a hard, curved cock with dark skin that was right in front of his face; she pulled down his pants to his knees and caressed it with one hand and his balls with the other; he was about to explode; she looked at him with tenderness when she started licking the head of his dick that shone with saliva; then let go so he could put it all in her mouth, sucking. She remembered I was watching from behind the window and gave a look; I swear I saw her eyes, but it was impossible, but she lifted her leg onto the couch to let me see her delicious pink slit, which made me ejaculate. The view was incredible, Roshan bent down and started playing with my wife's vaginal lips, all open-legged, while she devoured his dick. hard; he also grabbed her tits every now and then, and she pulled the two triangular pieces of fabric from her bikini to the sides to leave her breasts free. Hot! The Hindu contracted and without wanting to, he held Maggie's head in place as he shot streams of semen into her mouth, which she swallowed with difficulty, still nursing more calmly now, letting Roshan relax. Did you like it? she asked, leaving a piece of meat in her mouth, still thick but no longer so hard. It was beautiful he replied, And there's still more smiled my wife, making him sit down with his pants around his knees; she gave him a good swig from her wine cup and handed the Hindu his own, settled in next to him like two lovers, resting her head on his chest and he embracing her around the shoulders; it was the first time he had enjoyed a blow job in his life. They continued talking about the time they saw each other at the bar, Roshan was very curious about what the ranchers did without reserve, they're just my friends Maggie said, but they give me great sex, all of them? yes she said, sometimes one, sometimes another... sometimes all three at the same time, wow, like in porn movies! he said, that's it, very tasty she said and stayed thinking, moved away from him to look into his eyes, do you want to see? she asked with a mischievous smile; Roshan looked at her strangely, she like a little girl, mounted him on her legs and their sexes rubbed against each other, I have videos she said putting her tits in his face. He got up, gave him a kiss on the cheek and said undress; he went and after rinsing his mouth, brought my laptop from the room and connected it to our flat-screen TV of seventy-something inches. He wants me to see how they get it in high definition! I thought. I have the videos edited already, so she put it on and went and sat down again under the Hindu's arm that was already naked, lifted her legs onto the couch opening them to let me see her pussy open, and turned up the volume with a Remote control. It was the video of the first time the ranchers got her, after dinner, I listened to their conversations and when she asked 'where is the beer?', so even though I couldn't see the TV, I knew what was happening there; Roshan opened his eyes in ecstasy, seeing my wife sucking three cocks by turns while she caressed his dick with one hand and gave herself pleasure on her slit with the other; it didn't take Maggie long to be sucking him again, without taking her eyes off the TV, and he paid her by stretching out the hand that had previously hugged her, until her open buttocks for caressing her pubic area. The moans on the screen became loud when my wife got up, turned around and sat down with her hand in her vagina; it wasn't a thrust-and-pull, just movements of friction between the two bodies; Maggie opened her legs as wide as she could and I could see her pussy occupied by the cock of the Hindu while her nipples were being handled, without taking her eyes off the video. I didn't know if it was the TV or my wife but the moans were already loud and she was tensing up her muscles. She turned around, put her penis in again and kissed her friend on the mouth, 'what else do you want to do? What other fantasy do you have?' 'dog' he said panting, she tried to get up to adjust herself but Roshan didn't let go 'wait a minute' he said, he was enjoying this position too, rubbing their bodies together, sucking her hard nipples and squeezing my wife's buttocks while they kissed passionately. One thing I don't understand is that, to me, Roshan didn't seem at all attractive but my wife looked hot and fascinated with being penetrated by him... I wouldn't take a woman who looks ugly; maybe many will disagree, but okay... Maggie came again, sweat dripping down her back and forehead, and the chest and belly of the Hindu were shining when she got up from sofa and helped him get up too, she took off her skirt and top leaving her completely naked, she had a set of three gold chains that I gave her, one around her neck, one around her waist, and one on the ankle of her foot, very sexy; then she got down on all fours with her face towards the window, but thought better of it, knowing I was there, so she turned around to the other side; now her tremendous ass and wet pussy were almost pointing at me, when the Indian guy settled behind her and holding her by the hips let her go suddenly, pulling out a scream of pleasure from her, sorry! he said somewhat embarrassed, I hurt you, she turned her beautiful face towards him, No she said smiling, it's delicious; I couldn't help it and ejaculated on the floor. Roshan had one leg over the sofa and the other on the floor, giving me thrusts and withdrawals, bumping against my wife's buttocks, sometimes pushing all the way in and only rubbing up and down feeling Maggie's vaginal pressure, which was already screaming with pleasure as she felt the maripositas of orgasm, when the Indian guy flooded her insides with warm semen. Now yes, both were sweating profusely, I had to call for cleaning service on my sofa before sitting back down in it. They fell asleep together, breathing heavily while relaxing. The video was still playing on TV, but they seemed exhausted and drunk. Maggie let him take a bath and they kissed passionately as I watched them again. Once alone, my wife and I took a hot bath, there was no more sex, since we were both satisfied.