.. the two of you just seem close is all. Curious if we're all strangers, or...", the overweight man's words were sincere, but he could not help but f...ar he had crossed a line and become too personal; to his relief, the other man smiled. "Oh... just making do, ya know. Felt natural." The young brunette blushed as she heard this and hugged him tighter while hiding her face, whispering something under her breath. "...Y-you saw that?" The heavier man was quick to reply, now also blushing with a. Never quite withdrawing but leaving the hot swollen head a half inch inside her hot wet oral cavern. I began to pump mine lund in and out keeping the pace with the fingers fucking into her dual passages from behind. I smiled with the realization that she was taking more and more of mine penis between her tender clasping lips as she became accustomed to its fleshy presence. She sucked furiously to bring me to climax as she felt her own choot ready to cum.suddenly her orgasm burst and she groaned. I asked her – “Where is Damu chettan (her husband)???”She told – “Oh early morning he left from here, might be in some toddy shop now.” Damu is drunken yard. And when i saw her masturbating, am sure that she is not satisfied with him. Then she asked me – “what all did you see now while peeping my bath?”I got blushed and scared. I told – “I…I…” then she interrupted and asked me – “have you ever thought that what will happen if your parents know about it?”I felt like fainting, I cried and told. Before I knew it, she was guiding a hard-on I didn’t even know I had between her pussy lips and deep inside her.I never did get to ask any more questions.It worked. It worked very well. We became Mercedes’ version of the Three Musketeers again, reprising our relationship from years ago, sans the sex. Mercedes and I were a typical married couple, and Stephanie was our house guest. Sort of, anyway. For a guest, Stephanie sure did a lot of the work around the house.We divided all the chores and.