When they returned thirty minutes later, I told them that I would show them some more positions when they get together again in a few days.Chapter Tw...I arrived home last night, and when I passed by Bobby's open bedroom door, I looked in to see him over Debbie, on his bed, fucking her with a nice moderate pace. As I watched them, Debbie soon tensed up and began to shudder as she came. Bobby continued to fuck her for another minute, before pulling out of her pussy, and getting up off her. Bobby. As I was in this situation I could only wonder what was going on. Mywife had never played along before? What and who was Karen in all ofthis? There was more silence. I though I had heard the door open and mycar drive away but who knows. Your mind can play tricks on you underthe circumstances. I waited in silence what seemed like an hour.The next thing I remember was a voice saying, "I see she prepared youwell." I knew it wasn't my wife, it sounded like Karen. She sat infront of me and said, "By. She simply moved out of his lap and lay back on his bed, running her hands over her own breasts. She motioned him toward her with one finger, and he immediately got on all fours over her. He reached down to grasp his own cock but her hand was faster. She quickly stroked him. “Faster,” he ordered. “As fast as you can.” She obeyed and in less than a minute he was breathing harshly, his arms were shaking and when he finally came, exploding with a harsh yell, she moaned right along with him. He. She then grabbed my pants and shorts in order to pull them off at the same time. While she was undressing me the husband had taken all off his clothes as well. It was evident he was a good for nothing sissy cuck looking at his ALL time limp pencil excuse of a dick hiding somewhere between his legs!I really felt sorry for Ritika at that moment to have wasted her hotness on such a pathetic excuse of a Husband!It naturally instilled the thought of wanting to dominate and toy with him and treat him.