He broke from from the kiss and looked down on me. "You're a slut." he said "what are you." He couldn't want me to answer, could he. He moved down to ...y breast and bit my nipple. The pain ripped through me and my scream filled the room."What are you." he asked again. "Please, don't make me say it." I begged."Ahhhhh." He'd bit my other nipple. "What are you." I looked into his eyes searching for some mercy " I'm your wife, the mother of our c***dren." I sobbed.The pain was intense as he bit down. She would watch the group and the first sign a boy was about to cum her slim hands took over and she would wank them with one hand and cup the other so she caught all the sperm ,after they were drained of all cum Doreen would eat every last drop and thank them for their sweet liquid ,as many as 15loads had to be took care of ,but she said the more the better .Charles do you think our guests would like a demonstration on my techniques ,because those little cocks seem to be almost about to. I had to hold her ankles to stop her sharp heels gouging my chest as she rode me, bucking her pelvis up and down my shaft. Again I heard Malik hiss "Hira", she still ignored him, I glanced across and he was still sitting on the chair, his eyes glued to my dick ploughing his wife’s cunt. He was bucking up and down fucking his clenched fist.She had cum another four times now and I was nowhere near when we moved back to the chair and she wrapped her legs round my waste. I was pounding full length. Dickie told me he was a top and also loved to suck cock. Rohan had a preference for top and Ranjit a bottom. Dickie then told me he loved watching the two brothers fucking together which they did almost daily. Nothing like some brotherly incest Dickie chuckled and I said I agreed with him. Ranjit asked me if I had cum and I said not yet we were just sucking one another as we got to know each other. Rohan stood up and stood in front of me so I took his stiff cock into my mouth and began sucking.