Adultery Army Jawan's Wife

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“Balaraju, it's my turn, move,” as the driver said, stroking his cock and peeled the conductor off me and tried to hug me.  “Venkatadri, you too?!” as I exclaimed, “please Tamil Ammayi,” he begged and started kissing my lips and at the same time made me hold his cock with my right hand.  The driver’s mouth was stinking like anything, but holding his cock in my hand and feeling it grow was making me horny, and I began ignoring his stinking lips and began kissing his lips passionately.  Like a gift for making me hold his cock, as badly wanted a cock all this while.  “Enough Venkatadri?” I whispered, breaking the kiss, but still holding his cock.  “This is the first time I am kissing a beautiful lips like your, Tamil Ammayi,” as he said in an emotional tone, I smiled at him, secretly enjoying stroking his cock gently with my right hand and holding his chin and planting two more kisses on his lips.  As I was about to finish planting the second kiss on his lips, “Enough Venkatadri, it's my turn now,” the conductor said and forcibly pulled the driver away from me, which angered the driver who was enjoying me playing with his cock, and started fighting with the conductor.  “She is my Tamil Ammayi, Vekatadri, get out of here, she is only for me,” the conductor, who had already removed his shirt and was only in his underwear said.  “Balaraju, this is too much, as if she is your wife,” the driver said and began removing his shirt and pants, and stood naked, as he was not wearing his underwear inside, and his cock was erect already due to my hand stroking it.  As the driver was about to fight with the conductor, “Venkatadri, No..!” I exclaimed and hugged the driver naked.  “Venkatadri, Balaraju loves me, please don’t fight with him,” I said.  “He loves you? He is married, and has two daughters,” the driver said.  “And he is married, and has three daughters,” the conductor said.  “And I am married too, and I don’t want you guys to fight because of me,” I said.  “Venkatadri, I saw her first, I should have her first,” the desperate conductor said.  “Let her decide, man.  Tamil Ammayi, tell me who you want, Balaraju, or me?” the driver said, quietly placed my hand over his cock.  The situation I was in, I needed a cock inside my pussy really bad, and since I had cock in my hand, literally, “I will go with you first,” I said and started stroking his cock and kissing his lips.  For a moment I started feeling sorry for the conductor, and gestured with my eyes to the conductor to come to me, letting the driver enjoy kissing my lips.  As Balaraju came towards me, “Balaraju, don’t get me wrong on this, okay,” as I began consoling him for choosing Venkatadri over him first, at the same time playing with Venkatadri’s cock, Venkatadri began removing my pink saree and was removing my pink blouse as well, revealing the white bra I was wearing inside.  As Venkatadri struggled to remove my last blouse hook, “it's okay, Tamil Ammayil, I understand you,” the conductor said and began helping the driver remove my last blouse hook.  Only the conductor helped the driver remove my last blouse hook, the driver started removing it off me fully, and I stood only in my white bra and pink panties, stroking the driver’s cock and looking into the conductor’s eyes.  “You can remove her petticoat, if you want, brother,” as the driver said in a compromised and soft tone, “it's okay brother, you remove her petticoat,” the conductor said.  As the driver removed my pink petticoat nada, it fell on the floor, making me stand only in my white bra and brown panties.  In the name of helping me get off my petticoat, the conductor hugged me only in my white bra and brown panties and began carrying me to the last seat.