But we hadn’t talked much during college. I guess the only memory I carried of her was the way she looked during the farewell party – dressed in a...black one-piece dress that accentuated her cleave. I remember dancing and cracking some jokes with her while the loud music was on. I must’ve masturbated thinking of her that night. But that was all. To describe her, she’s petite but voluptuous.Anyway, here we were, vineeta and I trying to make some awkward conversation while waiting for our friends. L couldn't help but let my mouth engulf his throbbing bell end and preceded with sucking hard, and tasting his manhood.I couldn't help not looking up at him and listening to him gasping slightly and repeating 'ooh yes, oh yes' l took more and more of my brothers cock into my mouth, trying to open up my throat to take more in and fuck his cock with my mouth. l couldn't help but open up my dressing gown and first massage one of my tits before moving my hand down to my pubic mound, finding my clit. Charlie had come home alone earlier and he gone to bed upstairs so we didnt bother to shut our bedroom door. We spent some time licking and whispering dirty thoughts before straddling me my wife began her slow descent onto my cock. As she began to ride up and down we heard the stairs creaking and we briefly froze as we heard Charlie walk past our bedroom to the bathroom. The hall light was enough for him to have seen everything. We kept going and began whispering and giggling about the thought. ”“Yes, ma’am.”As I delivered the drinks to them, I saw them deep in conversation. Mrs. Baldwin thanked me for the drinks and nodded. The nod was my indication that I should join them with one. When I returned, I saw her speaking quietly but firmly to him. He simply nodded and glanced up at me as I entered the room. I had never seen them express any form of displeasure with each other and seeing it come from her reinforced the impression I had of her in their relationship.He nodded a final time,.