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She shut her eyes, looked up to the ceiling and let out a moan, her loudest of the night yet.

Anjali : I came! Oh. Oh wow. I...that was...I can't think."

The man took his finger out of my wife and lightly slapped the side of her breasts.

Anjali, sweaty and breathing hard, smoothed out the hair that remained on his head before kissing him deeply.

He took out his fingers. And lick them.

Anjali : Thank you. (she said afterwards)

Delivery man : It was my pleasure.

He stood up and his erection became even more prominent. Anjali lightly brushed her fingers against it.

Delivery man : maybe the next time we can do more mam!? What do you think?

Anjali : Whatever you say? (Anjali said offering like she is ready and giving consent for the next time)

But suddenly and interruptive voice came from behind and it was of Tarak.

Who looks not so happy now, or you can say maybe he lose intrest to watch this game between his own wife and a random guy.

Tarak : no this is the last, so please don't come this way again. (In a strict tone)

Anjali can't say anything, it was Tarak who allowed this so she can't allow him against his choice, because then it would be clear front face cheating)

Delivery man : sure sir. (He said in an disappointed tone because his play is end with this sexy body)

He picked up his bag and this time,

Anjali turn to me and he saw her wiggling ass. I can see in her eyes that  he regret that he didn't played with them.

Tarak : if you want you can stay for a while, until I satisfy her.

He happily agreed.

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