Rajni turned to me and said "we've been invited to a party." The leader laughed, "hell, we're all gonna fuck your slut wife crazy an she say she want ...ou to watch!" They all laughed and made some more even more suggestive remarks.The guys led the way out to the car park with rajni in the middle and me tagging along behind. I really couldn't believe she was really going to do this. There was a lot of groping her tits and squeezing her ass which she enjoyed and made no attempt to stop. The leader. The street lights had a mesmerizing effect on me as they sped past, and I lent forward and put my face onto my hands, resting on my knees.The car interior was dark and I could hear the radio and mum and dad chattering away as the music played, but more than that, uncles hand was softly stroking my bare back, my shirt had come loose from my skirt as I lent forward, and he wasted no time on making contact with my bared flesh.In the darkness and solitude my senses were alive, the removal of any. She then grabbed my cock placed it just at the entrance to her pussy and inserted just the head teasing me. She then lowered herself down my cock disappearing inside her. She would slowly rise up and down as if dancing gracefully with my cock. Every few minutes she’d have us change positions. I then used a vibrator on her to get her to the second orgasm while she sucked her juices off my cock. In reinserted my cock so that I could feel the last spasm of her orgasm when she scream out something. I often masturbated when looking at that shot.I replied at once that I would very definitely be up for a meeting and would enjoy showing her London. I did warn her that it was currently very wet.With the time difference, I didn’t expect a reply.“I hope to be wet quite a lot while I am there,” she replied in her usual sexy confident manner. She explained that she was working very late on a project that needed salvaging from an over-zealous but entirely useless boss. Tracey was up for some more.