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All the bitterness from the previous night in Vicky's mind was slowly melting away in that deep oral magic of Sandhya's. As Vicky lay flat on his back on the mattress in the hall, Sandhya's head bobbed rapidly up and down over his lap. As her throat swallowed his cock all the way down to its root, wet sounds of *"Gluck... slurp..."* echoed in that quiet room. Closing his eyes in pleasure, Vicky tilted his head back and moaned.

Just then, casually lifting her head to look, Sandhya noticed Kathir standing off to the side, watching them. His gaze shifted back and forth between Sandhya's mouth tasting Vicky's cock on one side, and her plump buttocks kneeling naked on the other. There was no jealousy in his eyes; instead, a kind of hesitation and yearning were visible. Along with that, it was obvious that Kathir's cock was erect and throbbing inside his dhoti once again.

Pulling Vicky's cock out of her mouth, Sandhya flashed a sly smile at Kathir. Waving her hand, she gestured for him to come closer.

Unable to hide his erect cock, Kathir walked over hesitantly, step by step, and came near the mattress where they were.

Moving slightly away from Vicky, Sandhya looked straight into Kathir's eyes. "Kathir... you mentioned that day that in your past life, you always had a hesitation to try 'doggy style', right?" she asked in a soft, yet provocative voice.

Kathir nodded slightly. "Yes, Bhanu..."

"Break that hesitation right now. You can do it," Sandhya encouraged him.

To make room for Kathir, Vicky, who had been lying flat on the mattress until then, scooted back slightly and sat comfortably leaning his back against the lower part of the sofa adjacent to the mattress. Kneeling in front of Vicky, Sandhya arched her body, turning and lifting her plump buttocks towards Kathir.

Untying his dhoti, Kathir came behind her, knelt on the mattress, and held her waist. His iron-rod-like cock was brushing against the entrance of her pussy.

Watching this scene, a thought ran through Vicky's mind: 'Damn it, she's my wife, da. Did you only find my wife to try doggy style for the very first time?' Yet, that very thought brought a strange laugh and a perverse thrill within him. His cock stood even more fiercely erect.

As Kathir paused hesitantly, Sandhya herself reached her hand back, grabbed Kathir's cock, and guided it right into her wet pussy.

With a *"Schluck..."* sound, Kathir's large cock buried itself completely inside her.

"Aaah... Bhanu..." Kathir moaned at the pleasure of entering from that new angle for the very first time.

Kathir slowly began to move his hips. Each of his thrusts was deep and firm. The sound of his thighs slapping against Sandhya's buttocks began to fill the room.

While Kathir was pounding her from behind, Sandhya turned her attention back to Vicky, who was sitting on the mattress leaning against the sofa in front of her.

Bending down, she once again captured Vicky's erect cock completely into her mouth and began sucking at her previous pace.

Now, Sandhya served as a bridge of lust between the two men. On one side, Vicky's cock was sliding in and out of her throat, while on the other side, Kathir's cock was pounding deeply into her pussy.

At that moment, Vicky's eyes and Kathir's eyes accidentally met directly. Vicky looked at Kathir while enjoying the pleasure of his wife's mouth; Kathir looked at Vicky while fucking her. Neither anger nor hatred arose between the two. Instead, with a silent understanding and without showing any awkward expression, both gently averted their gazes and focused their entire attention solely on the rare double pleasure (a double penetration fantasy come true) Sandhya was experiencing.

As the speed of Kathir's thrusts increased, Sandhya grabbed one of Kathir's hands and placed it over her pussy. Pausing her sucking on Vicky for a moment, she said, "Kathir... stroke my clitoris... mmm... right there... rub it in circles just like that..." and went right back to sucking Vicky.

Kathir did exactly as she asked. With one of his hands rubbing her clit, his hips fucking her deeply, and her mouth frantically sucking Vicky's cock... the entire room vibrated with the ultimate cries of lust.

"Aaah... Kathir... Vicky... mmm... ssss..." moaning loudly, Sandhya reached her climax.

Feeling Sandhya climaxing, Kathir's speed also hit its peak. "Bhanu...... aaah..." he too cried out in pleasure.

At the exact same time, with a loud groan, Vicky's hips bucked upwards on their own. "Aaah... mmm... aaaah..."

All three of them reached that state of supreme ecstasy (simultaneous orgasm) together at the exact same moment.

Vicky squirted his hot, thick semen completely into Sandhya's mouth. Sandhya swallowed every single drop of it without leaving anything behind.

At the same time, with a deep groan, Kathir poured his flood of semen into the depths of Sandhya's pussy. Her pussy was filled to the brim.

Taking the lust of both men completely inside her—one man's semen in her mouth, and the other man's semen in her pussy—Sandhya served as the medicine for their mental wounds and physical yearnings all at once.

Panting heavily, without a single word, their bodies drenched in sweat, all three slumped limply onto the mattress in the quiet of the morning.

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After that intense morning union, the three of them lay flat on their backs in a row on that mattress. With Sandhya lying in the middle, Vicky and Kathir lay on either side of her, steadying their rapid breathing.

For a few minutes, the room was filled only with the sound of their breathing.

After a while, Vicky turned his head and looked at Sandhya. "Shall we... leave for home now?" he asked slowly.

Hearing this question, the face of Kathir, who was lying on the other side, suddenly wilted. For him, who had suffered in loneliness for so many days, Sandhya's closeness felt like paradise. The yearning and sadness of wondering whether it was already coming to an end were blatantly visible in his eyes.

Sensing Kathir's mood, Sandhya turned onto her side to face Vicky. Affectionately caressing Vicky's chest with her soft fingers, she asked in a pleading, sweet voice, "Today is Saturday, right... we have tomorrow off too. Why don't we spend tonight here as well and go home tomorrow morning? Please..."

For a moment, Vicky was at a loss for words. Even though there was a hesitation inside him about staying here for another night, the supreme pleasure Sandhya had given him just moments ago, and the way she was asking while stroking his chest, didn't let him refuse.

With a sigh, Vicky nodded, "Alright... as you wish."

As soon as Vicky agreed, Sandhya smiled very happily. On the other side, for Kathir, who was listening to this, it felt as if his life had been restored; immense relief and happiness spread across his face.

Sitting up enthusiastically, Sandhya gathered her messy hair and tied it up into a bun.

"Alright, don't lie around like lazybones, both of you get up. Today, I will cook both breakfast and lunch for you with my own hands. In the evening, the three of us can go out somewhere together. Okay?" she said with the authority and affection of the lady of the house.

Looking at each other with a smile, Kathir and Vicky agreed to her plan. As the lustful yearnings of a moment ago faded away, the three of them began their Saturday together in high spirits.