“Who goes first?” Michael asked.“Let her decide,” Ashok said.“You are my husband, you go first,” I said.“Alright, enjoy your last fuck w...th your wife” Michael said and sat on the chair. He started using his mobile after some time. Ashok was kissing me for 5 minutes.“This is a fucking contest, you have been kissing her for 5 minutes. Show your stamina or accept the defeat,” Michael said.Ashok got angry and tore my dress. He made me lay on the sofa and fucked me in the missionary position. After. You hold my head there and tell me to swallow it all. I love the salty taste as it pumps into my mouth and I swallow it all down, licking your cock clean as you let go. "Well that was a nice welcome!" and you pull me to my feet and tell me to totter over to the sofa while you get us some drinks. You come back with some wine and I sip it, your hands meandering over my lace body and stockinged legs. I lean back while you are playing with me, my clit twitching and you unclip the body letting it. You need some new clothes for tonight." My dad sounded like that was obvious. "Didn't she tell you we're having company tonight?" Well, yeah," I snorted. "But she's acting so ... Weird. And sexy clothes ... Daddy, what does that mean?" Look, Dani, I'm a little busy," he sighed. "Just do what your mother says and I'll be home after work, okay?" But Daddy..." Bye bye, Princess. Love you." He disconnected."Bye," I breathed, staring at my phone and then hurrying to catch up with my mom. That night I was beyond drunk. Alex had a couple of drinks but he was the driver so he didnt get messed up. After we got back to his house he walked with me to his room. Now usually when I stayed with him, he slept on the couch. So for him to follow me into the room kind of caught me off guard. I slipped my pajamas on over my dress then slid my dress down to my ankles while Alex stood behind me and watched quietly, most likely waiting to see something. I climbed in the bed and Alex turned off.