Main: Aah! Aah! Nahi! Main achi biwi hoon aur ek achi sati Savitri. Mujhe chhod do. Ha ha ha!Rakesh: Par aaj tujhe main ek randi ke tarah chodhne wala...hoon meri Savitri, patni ke tarah nahi.Rakesh ko pata tha ki mujhe uske muh se pyar karte waqt gandi baate sunna pasand hai. To sath deti hui aur Akash ko sunati hui boli.Main: To main bhi apne pati ko bhool kar apse ek barbaad randi ki tarah chudhwana chahti hoon.Rakesh ispar meri gand par chamat marte hue bola: Chal ja randi chhod deta hoon. I love to just run my hands through it.” Galatea started swaying to the music as Collette ran her fingers through her hair. G’s hands, moving in rhythm, found their way to Collette’s hips and curves. I leaned back against the dresser and watched one of my fantasies unfold before my eyes. “Alvah, why haven’t you told me about your beautiful hair stylist before?” G said flirtatiously over her shoulder.“I guess I secretly wanted to keep her to myself,” I replied, playing along.“Ohhhh, he’s bad!”. He loves being edged and I took my time making sure I gave him as much pleasure as I could. About 20 minutes had elapsed and I was really getting into sucking his cock when he placed his hands on the back of my head. Typically, this means he was about to shoot his cum into my mouth so I took him as deep as I could. Just as his breathing started to increase and his grip tightened on the back of my head, the doorbell startled us both back to the reality of what today was all about! He jumped off. Her mind quickly ran over the alternatives once again, and she knew she had no choice. She consoled herself with the thought that it would soon be over and she would be allowed to go home.She looked up with frightened, innocent eyes to see the man peering down to her. Even as she looked, the man edged closer. His cock touched her lips. She sniffed the powerful aroma of cock and cunt wafting into her nostrils. It smelled strange, but somehow it was good. She inhaled more deeply. The smell began.