He then laid on me to make a proper new pose. He laid there for few minutes with his whole dick in my ass, to make me comfortable.Comfortable??? I was...feeling like a sissy under a bully. His body weight was crushing me and his dick it just, it was just awesome in my asshole. In those minute I was again imagining my wife in the same pose but with one difference Sardarji hadn’t closed her mouth in my dreams.She was shouting my name and then I realized I was again seated on the sofa, masturbating. “Thank you”. They were working on this particular part of a song and just weren’t getting it right.Al went to the kitchen and brought back three large joints and beers, “We need to chill out for a while before we can get back to the piece”. Before she realized it, they lit up. All three were smoking and talking about the music. Soon the pot was taking an effect as she was feeling very mellow and very horny.Al told Bill about Amy’s visit to the boutique, “Have you seen the outfit she bought”?. The quantity was less, but it was sufficient enough to wet all around, and this time she came along with squirt. I opened her leg and placed them apart and started licking off her cum and squirt water. Her cum was salty, creamy, and full of erotic fragrance.After this, I was fully ready to fuck her. I placed her legs on my shoulder, bent over her, held her tight from her neck. I placed a pillow under her waist and started inserting my dick. After a year, her pussy got a little tight, but her. You realise that by now I'd had a couple of glasses of decent red wine so inhibitions were a tad loosened. My mum had three sisters all, like her, had been pretty much femme fatales in their day, still handsome ladies when they aged, indeed the last survivor, now ninety, is quite a rude lady still, with more than a twinkle in her eyes. When I was four or five I remember clearly being in their company playing with my toys on the floor. Perhaps this was where I gained my love for silky lingerie.