He was aggressive, his lips so strong. He dominated my pussy with broad licks. Sun teased it. Her tongue danced through my folds, never staying in one...place long before she moved on to lick in a new space. She flicked up to my clit then dived down to probe my hole.“No, no, no,” I moaned, squirming on the tub’s lip. “You can’t, Sun. You have to stop.”“But your pussy is so pretty. I can’t. I have to lick it.”My body shuddered as she kept tonguing me. My eyes rolled back in my head as I squirmed.. She would not be called ‘beautiful’ but she was definitely attractive. She usually wore a saree, and occasionally a dress. She had a well-kept figure, well –groomed skin, fingers, feet, and toes. Her lips had this peculiar way of twitching involuntarily that would generate heat in any sexy male. Her blouses were low-cut and she wore the saree very low, and her dresses usually have a lengthy slit. All in all she is the typical female working partner that any male would dream of. She started to. I thought he liked me I said , She said no he likes me not you. Don't be sad my wife said , I'll lock you up in your CB3000 , and shove a butt plug up your ass before I go. Then she laughed. Butt plug I thought, we don't have any butt plugs ....where did that come from I wondered. So on Thursday before the party she and Ann went shopping, OH yeah Ann is going too . They stayed out till almost eleven that night shopping ( she said ) , when they got home I wanted to see what she had bought. NO. “Whaaa….” I moaned, stunned.His cock stopped pistoning in and out of my ass. Punctuating each syllable by slapping my ass he asked “Who’s…little…bitch…are…you?”Understanding, I moaned “Oh god, your, yours, please fuck me, fuck me hard and deep.” I whimpered forcing my hips backwards, tryig to get his cock deep into my ass again.He backed off causing me to moan “Beg for it, whore.” He said cruelly.“Yes anything please fuck my ass!! Fuck it anyway you want. Anytime, anywhere, just please fuck my.