Leader was smilling on me he touched my penice over my trosure which was trying to eract he said “tumhara bohut chota lagta hi dekh mera kitna bada ...i teri bibi khush ho jayegi 9” lamba and 3” mota pa ke” and he opened his lungi really he was having big double of my own in all dimentions. Again the door open and all remaining 7 guys came out talking to each other with cheerfull voice one guy was holding my wife’s bra on his own brest dancing and smiling on me an other guy was holding my wifes. Ididn't like what it might mean. Either Rebecca had men hanging around,or she was drinking a lot, or both.Unable to overcome my curiosity, I poked around a little in the livingroom, but all I could find was evidence that things ended up whereRebecca had used them last. I failed to turn up anything to indicatethat men had been there, except for all the whiskey, and became overcomewith guilt just for looking. That drove me into the kitchen, and Istarted getting things ready for dinner. It was. Carter had really strong arms and I loved seeing the shadow of them bearing down on me when he fucked me a few weeks before. A shiver ran up my spine thinking about it. He was toying his fingers up and down my pussy lips now, swirling them around my hole. 'Stand up' he requested. I did so. He knew I was a total sub, we'd actually flirted before our sex session! He put his hands forcefully on my hips spun me so I was facing the window sill and bent me over so I was resting on it. A clicking. " Your father won't let me, Ann." Donald, my father is not me. I am not my father." Yes, yes, yes, the great Danny Thomas." He'd waited for her to launch him. He pounced: "How does he introduce me, Ann? Let's see,,,oh yeah, I got it: "And Ann's power mower, (paramour) Donald Hollinger, a beat writer for a great metropolitan newspaper."She used to have to stifle a laugh at such introduction, no more, it had been a while. And he wouldn't stop, no matter how many times she'd approach him, appeal.