I laughed and just said ‘yeah’ but he said that I could wank if I liked as he would like to see…if I wanted to.Nervously I lowered my jeans and ...horts allowing my cock to pop up, my eyes fixed to the TV as I gave a few strokes. The ex was more familiar with this and was watching me, saying it was interesting how I wanked it and it looked good. Then he asked if he could do the same, and I nodded. He pulled out his uncut hard cock for me to see and moved over to show me how he pulled his foreskin. I hesitated for a few seconds and removed mine too. As she turned towards me I saw her completely nude. I started to admire her each part of the body which was inviting me to hold them and kiss them. She was doing the same with my body parts and was looking more desperate than me.Before I could respond, I was been pushed on the bed and was deposited on my back. My thighs were spread apart and Hemal was licking my pussy, biting outer lips, gripping tightly my thighs over her shoulders. The. We had fucked and gone out many times before. So I was slightly confused. Delighted for sure. But, still confused.Two hours later and I understood more. Tonight was different. Rachel hadn’t been like this before. I mean she gave herself over to me in every possible way a long time before that night. But she was on a new level. She ached for it. Craved it. She’d been known to get drunk on dick, but she was practically out of her mind.Rachel’s fiery personality was both fueled and tamed by our. He does this in a myriad of ways including humiliation.For example: My best friend, Robert (call me Bob) was at one of our company gatherings with his wife Jean and the asswipe spilled a drink on her and blamed him for "jiggling" his arm. Then when she wanted to go clean up insisted she dance with him right then. Of course, with her blouse soaked he could see her breasts and since he is so short he danced with his face in her tits for the next five dances.I could see Bob was enraged and I had.