I kept asking her if she loved being watched , she would just respond "uha uha" and "MMM". I fucked her mouth and was holding her head , I looked...at the guy and gave him a hang loose sign. He laughed, opened his curtain wider so now we could see him standing there. He pointed to his cock, I shrugged my shoulders and pointed at Dianne as to let him know if he wanted her to suck him he would have to ask her. I told Dianne " He wants you baby" . Dianne pulled my cock out of her wet. “Well, she’d be brunette, have big tits, dressed like a punker chick, and have fire-engine red lipstick. And,” I added with slow forcefulness, “she’d really, really like that big jizzwad on her own face.” I stared straight in her eyes and gave her a mean smirk. “Know any girls like that?”“Sure, I can introduce you right now, if you introduce your friend to me.” Her eyes focused on my crotch before coming back up to meet mine. I wasn’t about to back down from her potential bluff. “Cool, where is. Pr nisha ki cheekh nikal gai.Nisha-uuuuuueeeeee maaa…Mar gai…Yaar..Ek hi shot mein sara daal diya…Ooohhh yaaar…Hii..Meri chut…Maine shot maar kr lund chut mein daal diya.Lund abhi bhi uski chut mein tha.Maine usko bahar nahin nikala.Nisha ki chut mein sara lund daal kr main us pr leta hua tha.Reena bhi mujh pr ler kr apne boob meri peeth ragdne lgi.Nisha-aaahhh…Yaaarrr… Mar gai yaar… Sara hi daal diya…Bahar bhi ni nikal rahe..Thoda dard ho raha hai…Pr darling…Maza bahut aa raha hai…Maine nisha. 'Kissing, we held each other, then Shelly left. I spent the rest of the day dreaming of things that most husbands probably never thought of. I had a plan of sorts for tonight. Hopefully it would all work out.That night when I got home, Shelly was naked waiting for me. Greeting me at the door with a drink made and kissing me hard on the lips, I was taken with how wonderful she really was. A perfect slut wife of my dreams.We had a bite to eat, which considering that Shelly remained naked, was a.