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Seeing her in saree my tool started creating problems.Then as she was about to order coffee they offered me my complimentary wine. I insisted her for it which she agreed. After half a bottle down she got a little tipsy and started telling how her husband is cheating on her and doesn’t give her time. I help her hand and told her not to worry and be happy. She came close and asked lets go somewhere else. It was 2 in the afternoon I said I have a room complimentary in this hotel we can finish the rest of the wine in the room. She was a bit reluctant but agreed.We reached my room and we poured wine but only in one glass and started drinking. Then she came close to me to give the glass after she had take a sip and I just smooched her and we shared the taste of the wine and our tongues rolled around each others.I threw the glass away and grabbed her ass and kissed for 10 mins. Actually kissing never stopped till the end. She drank her her juices from my mouth. Then we were on bed I removed. We decided to have a swim to cool off. As my husband got onto the step in the pool, I pulled his swimming trunks down. I took his soft cock into my mouth and started sucking him. He slowly grew till he was fully hard and I deepthroated him a few times before diving backwards into the pool. He dived in after me and soon I was in his arms with my legs wrapped around his waist. He moved my bikini bottoms aside and entered his hard cock into my wet pussy. We kissed while he slowly moved me up and down on his cock while standing in the pool. Soon he carried me to the shallow end and put me down, telling me to kneel on the steps. I told him I wanted it hard as he entered his cock into my pussy. He said he would try as his cock was a bit sensitive from the anal sex earlier but nevertheless he started fucking me in doggy style. He thrusted hard deep and rough back and forth, giving me great pleasure, until he ran out of breath. We moved so he could sit on the step and I sat down on top of.
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