My wife collapsed and rolled off the bed. The other two fucking Tracy stopped and they all repositioned. Mark got on his knees and his wife got behind...him. My wife laid on the bed and took his cock in her mouth. Tracy guided her strap on into his ass. “What the fuck!” I said to myself. A guy spread my wifes legs and started licking her pussy. The other guy stood in front of mark and mark took his cock in his mouth. Mark was now being spit roasted and his wife was pumping his ass hard. My wife. She might had felt guilty, but her panties were now even wetter than before. She couldn’t believe how aroused she was at that point, and she couldn’t get the thought of Alex’s cock out of her mind. She hadn’t felt this kind of sexual rush since her college days, and she decided that maybe a cold shower would help. Once in the shower her sexual desires only grew. She took the jet sprayer off the hook, and then forced it in between her legs. Her pussy was swollen and pulsating, and she began to. I straddled his lap in reverse, draping each of my legs over each of his so that they were spread wide.“Isn’t she gorgeous?” I whispered.“Who is she? What’s her name?”“You can just call her ‘ours’ tonight. Completely at our disposal.” I turned my attention to her. “Show my baby what you’ve got,” I ordered. Without a pause, she lifted the fishnet dress and let it settle above her plump tear-drop breasts. “Take. I had different fantasies for all the three. I preferred fucking my mother doggy style in the kitchen holding her sagging tits from behind. Kamalini always aroused me whenever I dreamt of screwing her on the sofa holding one of her huge breasts with one hand while lifting her leg high enough. Subhashini had breasts akin to a pair of oranges and I always felt like licking and sucking her nipples and areolas. These fantasies somehow remained unchanged and every time I jerked thinking about them.