I was not married then. We decided to catch up for a couple of drinks as it had been a while since we met.It was a cold December evening. I picked her...up from her house in SDA and we headed to Defence Colony. Obviously, when two Punjabis sit together to have a drink, there’s no looking back. She had a good capacity to drink and I loved my whiskey.As the alcohol ticked in, we were holding hands and expressing our love openly for each other. I kissed her hands and while returning from the loo,. The big fucker was pounding my hole raw and I could tell he was even holding back from 100%. I pulled a sweet, hard, uncut Latino cock out of my mouth and said to my anal lover, "Give it to me, man. All of it! All you got!" I must have been fucking crazy. He took my words and obliged, fucking me even harder, like some sort of hate-fuck and pounded my ass into oblivion for the next ten minutes or so. I almost passed out. My cock was flopping against his flat tummy and my own, spraying out. .Michelle jumped up and =was in the room before we could catch our breath.Michelle was stoned and hot; she spread her legs far apart and signaled to me that she wanted to kiss..Jack's cock was now straight up and hard; I didn't know which one to suck first,,Michelle looked so good and hot, while Jack's cock was very tempting..MIchelle began to mount on Jack's cock with her lovely ass up in the air and I proceeded to suck her pussy from behind; it tasted as sweet as her accent...As I was tongue. It was a relief to have it off but I felt ashamed when I saw the look of pity on Belinda's face.“Oh wow. You've really done a number on yourself haven't you.”I just nodded sadly as tears began to stream down my face.“Jess, please don't feel ashamed. We've all done our share of things that didn't turn out so well. Just lay down and let me soothe this for you.”I felt like a child who had been caught doing something naughty and I hated the shame that I felt. I hated feeling weak in front of.