I am so ashamed to have wanked myself in silence as he fucking bummed my wife, deep and lustily. She roared out in joy as he cum up her bum and she fu...ked her pelvis back and forth, encouraging him. The other guy took his place, enjoying my wife's shit hole very dirtily too, and her boss made her lick his ass. He bossed her about and verbally humiliated her as she did it, and she clutched her cunt and appeared to climax as she was boned up the brown hole again. The second guy shot his seed on. She said “ now be a gud bride and stay quite because raghu doesn’t likes shouting girls” they started to giggle and wished me “best of luck for my honey moon” then they left the room and locked it from out side.I now I realised what was happening they hade me perfect girl and gave the watchman liqure so that he is drunk and dosent figure out the the difference.Room was locked and I was at the mercy of raghu. His eyes where red i could see him stayring at me as lion looks at his pray in. anxiety. They each grabbed a beer and plopped down on the couch.“So Lace, what is it with you and the BBC porn? And don’t give me that bewildered look. I’ve noticed you watching it before. You got an interest... Hmmm?" What if I do?” she shot back.“So nothing. I’m just curious. God knows I’ve had my share of... let’s say... experiences.”“With a BBC guy?” Lacie asked with interest.“Well... maybe not as big as that guy... almost probably, but yes.”“Okay, out with it girl! Tell me everything.”“Sooo, you. “I want you to watch me work,” she said with a sly smile, which widened when she saw my reaction to her nudity. Her double D breasts sagged only slightly without the aid of a bra, and like the rest of her body were freckled. Her nipples were hard, and deliciously small, not quite quarter sized, and a light shade of pink. She was fairly pale in complexion, but without tan lines, and her ever so slightly toned abs almost made me orgasm on the spot. I couldn’t see her pussy while she knelt,.