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This made sense, because he’d just had a heart attack. Nobody had told him this; he hadn’t been conscious. But even as he had lost consciousness he knew what was happening. He was only surprised that it hadn’t killed him outright. It still could, he knew. He felt of his chest; no incision. So, he hadn’t had any major surgery yet; that would come in the next day or so, maybe later today.If he died on the operating table, he thought, those two brats would probably be glad. And that legal guardian. Just the two of us no distractions. So Thursday night we set off on our travels down the motorway to our destination. When we arrived it was realy nothing special. Just some oldish looking caravans and some shower blocks and a social club. We got into out caravan and just dumped our stuff and layed on the bed for a few mins no the first thing I heard was people laughing and talking outside so iv looked out and it seemed like everybody was getting on well. My wife's gone out to introduce herself. Ishaaaan….’There was silence in that room for a while. I looked at Shyam who was kneading Seema’s breasts roughly. I don’t think he was aware of what his wife just said. I think, Seema’s pussy was giving him such immense pleasure that he didn’t realize his wife was imagining me. Gayatri held my hand very tight, possessively! We saw both Seema and Shyam reaching the acme in unison. The room had the smell of orgasm, strong and intense. After the excitement subsided, Seema embraced Shyam and. His hands searching her body, under the sweatshirt. Her breasts being cupped in her hands, nipples fiddled with fingers until they were hard on the meaty boobs. It did not take much for her juices to flow out from between her legs. His touch exciting her very much out of control. Their eyes meeting and once again a complete and sure consent granted for the continuation of kiss, fondling of tits, teasing of nipples and even beyond. She started unbuttoning his shirt. His shirt falls on the floor..
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