He was now sucking my dick with no resistance and I was fucking his ass with my tongue.Then I suddenly got up and went to restroom and brought the sma...l bottle of mustard oil. I asked him lay on his belly. He did it without resistance. I was going to fuck him. Bottle had a jet shaped opening on the top. I put that whole jet into his ass and pressed the bottle. Half bottle of oil was in his ass now. I did it on purpose because I knew its gonna hurt him a lot. Oil was dripping out of his ass and. I began to move inside her slowly, getting control. I didn’t want to cum too soon. I kept kissing her and she kissed me back with a passion I’d never known. It was like a hunger that could never be sated for both of us.. I realized in that moment, fucking my best friend’s wife, that I had found my sexual soul mate. We couldn’t get enough of each other. I was fucking harder now, harder and faster and harder. The only sounds were those of our heaving gasps for breath, Moans, grunts and the. This will be easier," he said. It occurred to me it was strange he was calling since he was supposed to be here any minute. "What will be easier?" I asked. "I am not going to make it to her high school party," he said. He was a condescending ass, but a football star and ridiculously good looking it seemed according to all the women, so such a shot at high school, where he was just one year ago, wasn't surprising. "She is going to kill you," I said, knowing she would freak out completely and. I called her father separately and asked him… Look mister, now I am going to fuck your daughter. I understood you have some attraction on your daughter. Tell me frankly, if you want to watch your daughter getting fucked. I will not tell to your daughter as you are watching her glimpses when I fuck her. He was silent for some time. He didn’t tell anything. Once again I told him… If you want to watch how I am going to tear your sexy daughters pussy and ass hole…. You can go to that glass cabin.