We strip down, both with rock hard dripping cocks, get in the shower and start kissing again, we begin to wash each other slowly, I was Mike's cock hi... eyes roll, but just a tease for now, I soap up and wash his tight asshole, he grips me tight as my soapy fingers massages his prostate, he gently bites my nipple as I slowly finger him, at this point he is pushing against my hand moaing softly, so with one finger in his ass, I drop to my knees to swallow his cock, the hot water raining down,. I looked at him and asked what. He smiled and said you. Together they undressed me. Helping me out of my pants, Bobby knelt down and took my stiffening dick in his mouth. His mouth and tongue had my hard in seconds. Scott pinched one of my nipples as he sucked the other. I reached down and stroked his dick. Scott stopped sucking my dick and started working on my balls. He licked them at first, then sucked each one into his mouth. Bobby side a hand between my cheeks and pressed a finger. I couldn't believe she was taking almost all of his manhood. Each time he withdrew, he was almost pulling her inside out only to be pushed deep back inside in the down stroke.Henry was definitely in control, I heard my wife screaming, "Fuck me! O sweet Jesus! Oh God! Fuck me! Fuck me harder!" to which he gladly obliged.All of a sudden, she pushed at his stomach and said she needed to use the bathroom. Henry rolled off of her so she could get up. He and I were laying on the bed, his semi-erect. Suffice to say that things were not working out between them for the last few months.I could hear them quarreling through the door each morning. I pushed into loneliness and the boredom of my vacation. I squeezed into my blanket many times to sleep it off. Shreya used to make me tasty food. I used to appreciate her kindness and her cooking skills. She knew something was off. She could tell. One fine evening, while I enjoyed the rain, she brought me bhajis and tea. She made casual conversation..