Protibha looked at her husband and said, “Honey, I’m already wet thinking about the fuck-show, we’re going to perform for you. But if you don’t mind, just look into my pussy and tell me if it help your father to penetrate me easily.”
Goutam obliged like a real submissive husband as he kneeled down in front of his wife and looked into her swollen pussy-lips. She pushed her hips to make it easier for her husband to examine the level of her wetness. He could clearly see his wife’s pussy framed with dense curls and the folds of her inner pussy-lips which were coated with beads of moisture.
“Honey, if you don’t mind, now please light a couple of candles and make it nice and romantic.” Saying that to her husband, Protibha moved to the center of the bed and said to her Sasur, “Come on Baba, join me.”
Meanwhile Goutam lighted few candles and dimmed the electric light as his father got on bed with his wife and lay down next to her on his side. He could feel the whiskey already started working on him as there was no coyness or hesitation in him now. He saw his father already fondling one of her boobs and gave her a deep passionate kiss.
Protibha emitted a low moan and reached to feel her Sasur’s hard cock. “Ohhh Baba, that feels so good. You know how I love your big cock.”
Goutam has a twinge in his balls hearing his wife’s fondness of his father’s cock. He saw his father covered her mound with his hand and inserted a couple of fingers in her wet pussy. His wife opened her legs and arched her back pushing her pussy against his fingers. She looked at her husband who stood still at the foot of the bed as she asked him, “Do you like watching me in bed with your father? What would you like to watch?”
“You and Bapi look so romantic in our marital bed together. You already know how I like watching. Go ahead and kiss my Bapi some more.” Goutam pledged his wife rubbing his hard cock excitedly.
Protibha smiled getting encouragement from her husband and she lay back as her Sasur leaned over her and gave her a kiss. She saw that her husband was lightly stroking his erection. He was a willing spectator while she was an active participant spreading her pussy for his father.
Now the bodies of Sasur-Bouma intertwined under the soft glow of the candles as Sasur kissed the erotic spot at the juncture of his Bouma’s neck and collarbone. She was moaning. He tongued her ear and whispered, “That’s right you slut, let’s give my son another show.”
She cooperated by nipping at his earlobe, whispering, “Yes Baba, I’m your slut. Your son can watch me suck you some more.”
With that she broke her kiss and looked at her husband who was stroking his cock as he watched their love. She said, “I love it when you stroke your cock while you watch me with your father.”
With that she turned to her Sasur and told him, “I made your son hard telling him what we did for the last few days. Now I’m going to repeat some of our hot romance.”
She tongued one of her Sasur’s nipples while stroking his erect cock. Next she explored the entire length of his cock before cupping his tightening balls. On the other hand, her Sasur was lightly caressing her back, looking at his son who was stroking his hard cock.