F33 | India lifted the cup, my husband lifted my legs on his shoulders

It all started with light teasing, eye glances, subtle nip-slips, 'accidental' crotch rubbing since the evening.

Later on due to so much delay for the trophy, my husband and I couldn't control ourselves anymore...so much so that while the team was lifting the cup, he was lifting my legs on his shoulders while he was inches deep inside me, mangalsutra dangling between his balls and my navel.

I was turned on so much so that I told him to just finish inside me, the hot fluid against my pussy wall oozing out gradually while I took the pill later.

Yours,
M.