Then the story started where my wife and my saali always discuss our personal life during this time my wife always shares our sex life, about my body,...about my dick, how I fuck her and so on which had become a common discussion for both of them.this type of discussion changed my Saali\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\\’s behavior towards me, she always smiles naughtily whenever we meet at our family gatherings, and she useD to stare at my dick on pants which gives the shape of a dick, but I was. You look over at Tom who is still watching; his big cock obviousagainst his pants. You motion for him to come closer. He does soreluctantly; not certain what you could want. You tell him to come toyou and he has no choice; he's in your power. He comes over to the bedand you reach for his zipper. You unzip his fly and reach into hispants. He moans from your touch. 'Get rid of those pants' you tell himand they fall to the floor. You smile, look over at James and reach forTom's cock. Tom. I was now able to see Dave’s face as he gazed down at me, a smirk on his face, ‘Looks like I’ve found the little girl’s secret…’ I wanted to wipe that smirk off of his face, I hate being called a little girl, I hate that he was trying to take away my control, and I hate that I had no way of stopping any of it. Not even my increasing excitement and desire. I slowly began to rise to my knees, conviction filling my body as I realized that we could do this his way or my way and I was not going to. One day he said that he might get confused about the feelings between us could get him in to trouble when he has to do it with a girl and wanted me to stop it.I never went on to him for at least a week and after a week I couldn’t control and placed my hands on his waist and hugged him to sleep better but after some time he lost his cool and directed my head down to his rod never spoke a word but he himself took his rod out and forced it into my mouth,I felt really happy to have his rod in my.