Wo keh rhi thi “ chal aa ab uth aur bathroom me chal, teri kuwari chut ko chikni jo karna he aaj “ me ye baat sun kar sihar uthi usne mujhe hath p...kad kr uthaya aur mene ekdum se uske hoth apne hotho me bhar liye. Uske mulayam hothon ko chus kr me apna hath uske chuchiyon par fer rhi thi. Aur uth kar hm bathroom me aa gye.Usne bathroom me kafi bda mirror lga rkha tha jisme hm apne sir se lekar to ghutno taq pure aur saf dikhayi de rhe the. Kya kamuk tha wo waqt bhi jab hm us mirror ke samne. Then it must have been a good dream because it sure seemed to be real to me. Really, what do you mean, I asked? I thought we were making out and you had your hand all over me. I thought I was trying to get you going by playing with your cock. Some how I had to let her know what went on and how I let it happen and watched the whole thing. Honey, you were playing with a cock last night, but it wasn't mine. Tell me it wasn't at the party, she asked? No. It wasn't at the party. You were just sexy. We talked for 15 or 20 minutes. All during the conversation I was mentally arguing with myself. Should I offer him a blowjob? No, it’s too dangerous picking up a stranger. But I want to try a black cock. Do I really? I think so. But maybe he has a loathsome disease. But he’s married so he’s probably clean. Maybe he’s an axe murderer. That’s ridiculous. He’s obviously well educated. It’s still dangerous. But I might not get another chance. On and on, back and forth. Finally I opened my mouth and. I slumped onto the table, a satisfied sticky mess. I felt the cum from myass continue to run down my thighs and the cum on my face had become adried crust. I heard my two sperm donors putting themselves back together.The boss still leaned against his desk. When the other two were dressed hebarked something at them, still saying nothing to me.Haroun and Ziyad approached the table and each of them grabbed one of myarms and dragged me half-walking and half on my knees across the room. Hebarked.