It was dripping wet and Ajay began his work. We started again. Hindi sex I looked sternly at him but he smiled at me. My pussy was flooding with juices. He began fingering my asshole. This time I deliberately didn’t take my undies. All those thoughts vanished when I felt the touch of his lips on my neck. As his fingers penetrated past my cunt lips I could not help but moan. Then I saw who was watching .It was the boy who was staying above the neighboring shop! Now we are in a public place ready to have sex in the open. My husband was now 50 and he was losing interest in sex! I practically ate Ajay’s cum. His eyes were brown he had dark curly hair. I knew that question’s answer. He then inserted another finger and began fingering me even faster.
