She’s looks limp and can hardly scream any more while trying to catch her breath, just about on the verge of passing out, just like last week when I...found her.“Take that you bitch” Scott shouts out as he comesI watch him push as far in as possible with each squirt then grunts as he ejects his load inside my wife who is oblivious to what is happening now. Time and time again that last two inches of his cock is given an extra push, pounding her fanny good and hard.He pulls out and I see he is. I had an easy shot (not that I can play) and I jokingly said, “If I miss this M will take her top off.” Of course, I missed and M quite happily took her top off. That surprised me. We kept playing for a while with similar stakes. M ended up in her G string and both of us guys ended up with no pants and our cocks out. We were both semi to hard. After a while I excused myself to go to the bathroom wondering if anything might happen. When I returned nothing seemed to have. I suggested. Karen looked at her. ‘What?’ ‘There was … was a man …’ Julia said. ‘And a woman, too. I think she could have been his … his wife.’ A memory flashed into her mind, a blonde, seemingly drunk, naked, dancing in front of her, gyrating her hips at Julia, and Julia doing the same. She had another memory, of being naked and dancing, and touching a man’s erect cock. ‘Damn,’ Karen chuckled. ‘I always knew you had to have been bi like me, but … damn.’ ‘These … I think they’re memories,’ Julia said. ‘I. Uska lund mene mehsus kiya kafi tight or bada lag raha tha, fir thodi der upar se sehlane ke baad mene apne haath uski boxer me daal ke lund ko pakad liye or use hilane lagi… Usne bhi apna hath mere chucho se hatha kar mere lip per apne lips rakh diye or mujhe chune laga… Ek taraf wo mujhe kiss karte hue apni jeebh ko mere muh me ghuma raha the or dusri taraf uska lund uski boxer ke bahar nikal kar mere hath me tha or me usse massage kar rahi thi..10 min ki kissing ke baad usne mera muh ko.