“Or make them... naughtier.”My dick throbbed.Anael's hand slipped into Evita's blouse. It was clear she was groping the paused coed's breast, feel...ng that plump, barely legal tit in her hand. My forehead burst out in sweat. My cock hadn't been this hard since I was in college.“You can help people,” Anael purred, pulling her hand from Evita's blouse. She strolled between Courtney Frank's and Matthew Tollemache's desks, her fingernails scratching at the football player's thick arm. The angel. ..I didn't want him to stop, what was he doing? Please come back! It was all I could think. And then I felt myself opening up and him slowly ease his cock inside me. He started moving in and out, over and over again. I could feel his balls lightly hitting my arse as he was working in and out of me. It felt so good just laying there taking it, being used how he was using me, I couldn't help it, a trickle of my cum leaked over his cock.He stopped though, he was still deep inside me but he picked. “What ... the hell?” I asked aloud as I found people eating off each other’s skin, using ladies as human food trays.“Yeah, the ... um ... caterers that I chose aren’t ... normal caterers. They double as sex workers, babe. This occasion let them double dip, if you will. We paid them extra, just in case word got out and their business suffered. I guess that I shouldn’t have hidden that final surprise from you, but that’s what it was. Forgive me?” my charming wife asked me with an adorable pout. Amar bara ta puropuri bhabe khara hoye giyechilo. Nilanjana o amar hather mayee tipuni kheye aar amar barar ghasha kheye garom hoye giyechilo. Kintu Nilanjana ekhon kono choda chudi korte chaichilo na. Nilanjana amake bollo, “Rahulda, esho ami tomar bara ta eikhane kitchene chuse dee aar tomar mal ta bar kore dee.” Kintu ami Nilanjana ke takhon chudte chaichilam aar seta Nilanjana ke bollam. Nilanjana ei sakal bela amar chodon khete raji hoye gelo tobe bollo je taratari amar chodon sesh kore.