Goutam saw his wife’s pussy, just for a brief moment, the inner lips swollen and glistening with fluids. The dark patch of pubic hair matted with the cum that had leaked from her when his father withdrew his cock.
His father now lay down on top of his wife, taking the weight on his elbows, as they kissed, deeply. They held the kiss for a moment, as his wife wrapped her long legs around his waist.
They broke their kiss, as his wife looked around, and said, “I think we’d better make ourselves respectable in case your son wakes up and find us like this.”
Then getting down from the bed, Protibha smiled, and wrapped her fingers around her Sasur’s tool and kissed his cum-covered cockhead, as she bend forward and touched his feet like real loving Bouma. From outside the room, Goutam’s heart filled with joy noticing his wife’s respect for his great father
Before leaving his father, his wife finally said with a laugh, “Although your son is a pretty sound sleeper…. I think we needn’t to be worried. But please Baba, now let me go…. I shouldn’t be late any more.”
Goutam smiled happily and decided to go back to his bedroom as he felt his rockhard cock was about to burst inside his pyjama. Actually, just like his father, he also had always fantasized of seeing his wife to have sex with other but he never imagined that the other person would be his own father.
However digesting his wife’s debauchery, he laid on his bed with his eyes closed, just quietly waiting for his wife to come back through the open door. After five minutes, she came back and looked at her husband’s face to examine if he was still sleeping.
Being confirmed, she seemed to be relaxed and decided to take a shower as she always took a shower after having sex. Today also, she followed the same routine and then wearing a very revealing nightgown, she lay down beside her husband on the bed for sleeping.
He then decided to masturbate with the fantasy of watching his wife being fucked by his father. He admitted to himself that he highly enjoyed the live fuck-show of his wife and father, but he just didn’t know how to raise the issue about her infidelity.
He longed for her to tell her about her wild and hot sexual rendezvous. He wanted her to tell him all the sordid details about her infidelity and he would then masturbate as she revealed her sexual encounters.
Goutam watched his wife snoring as he looked at her face. She looked so innocent when she was sleeping. He slowly stroked his hard cock remembering his wife and father’s blue-show without disturbing her peaceful sleeping.
Next morning as he was drinking coffee sitting on a chair in his boxers, once again thinking about of how was the intimacy between his wife and father grown. As he thought, all the possible scenarios of how his wife had been fucked by his father for the last few days started running through his mind. He rubbed his hard cock through his boxers as he thought.
He always hoped she would finally tell him all about her tales ( actually facts )….. like how many days she had been fucking him, how many times did he fuck her, how much amount of cum his father had deposited in her pussy…. etc etc.