This insignificant, obvious fact made my mind click on an odd observation on the pictures. Earlier I was too shocked to pick up on it.The first pictur...s were all of Sally and my wife. The very first ones were mostly Sally giving oral sex to my wife. Then there was a set of my wife doing the same to Sally. Then finally, I suppose, Bob handed the camera over to Sally and the next set was my wife giving Bob head. I thought to myself that I had always told my wife how good she was at cock sucking. Mein apna plan aghe badhaya aur suhana se kaha,Suhana, tum aaj tv samne hi ek bistar laga lo, tv dekhte huwe aaram se sona, agar tum so bhi jaogi toh hum tumhe uthayange nahi, tv band karke chale jayenge apne room me aur tum yehi so lena aaram se”. Baat to jayaz hi thi, lekin suhana samajh chuki thi ki aaj usko kya hone wala haiKi uske bhai aaj uske badan ko choyenge aur dekhenge, mere plan mein yeh pehle se hi tha ki usko maloom ho kya ho raha hai aur woh raaji ho. Par usse yeh nahi pata tha. Our texts that at first were flirtatious turned into romantic phrases, and I would even say a little sexual. My desire for him at this point surpassed any feeling of guilt and shame that still existed. This forbidden love grew with each passing day. The sexual tension overwhelmed me so much that I took breaks from work to compose myself. It seemed unfair to have so much desire, and the only way to show it was through words. Words that often failed to express how much I was in love with. His tongue lapping over her clit as she gyrates her hips, his upper lip pressing hard against the mound of her pussy.His moans grow louder as she feels herself soaking his mouth and chin, pushing his head down and rubbing herself all over his face, demanding that he “tongue fuck my cunt too”.She can feel his strength as his hot delicious mouth devours her sopping folds, pushing her back, hard against the wall and over to the corner, giving her just enough support to put one leg over his.