To begin with it doesn't help that he doesn't have to work for a living. He is rich. Not wealthy, but rich. Philthy rich, as Irene jokes. Which he doe...n't like. Shows he is a humorless prick to boot.I don't know what Mary ever saw in him. He must be cheating on her big time. He even flirts with Irene right in front of her. And even in front of me. Irene says it doesn't mean a thing. I am not so sure. But hey, she knows him forever.We were at their Long Island home a lot this summer. Posh place. ”“Oh. Well, you gotta take it off.”“Yeah, I guess. Okay…”“Wow, you have nice tits, Marie!”“I can tell you like them! I can see a little precum on your hole.”“Yeah!”“You like how my tits jiggle when I jack you, don’t you?”“Yes! They’re so cute! You know what would be even better? If I could touch them!”“Oh, man. Jason would k**l me if he knew I let you touch them! But whatever, go ahead.”“They’re really soft, Marie.”“Thanks. It feels really nice, when you touch them.”“Good…”“Wait,. Just let us know when you will be coming home,” I said. I realized that Prabhu just stood there looking at me with his dick inside me.He stopped fucking me, just stood there caressing his hands on my ass. I didn’t know why but I felt a little odd with the sudden halt of his thrusting. Involuntarily I moved my ass back, taking his dick deeper inside me. It felt good. I started going to and fro with my hips, fucking him.I didn’t stop fucking him in the same position while Ani, still on the phone,. My balls slapped hard against her chin, and my cock slipped deeper than it ever had before. She opened her mouth wide, and her hands moved quickly to the front of my hips, pushing me away with desperate strength. Air exploded from her lungs in a loud gack sound the moment my cock slipped out of her throat. Thick spittle sprayed all over me as she sat back hard to cough, gag, and drool.For just a moment, I selfishly admired my handiwork. Long strands of spit hung from her chin, and there were.