You know that for the first time it was difficult to agree Pooja for a group fucking. But after one she had tasted it nicely and she easily agreed for...the second. But we loved each other too much and didn’t mind for that.This story contains a fist fucking of my wife when I invited my two friends. I’ll not taste your patience and going to the main story.Saturday night I had invited two very good friends over for dinner prepared by my wife Pooja who also would be our servant in every way. They lost three the first night, and didn't take time to try to find them the next morning. It was Frank's opinion that they could probably find them on the way back, if they wanted to, and just take them back home. Luck led them to spot one of the missing longhorns as they moved on, and it was gathered back into the fold. An hour later they found a stray that was so wild that it almost wasn't worth trying to get into the herd. Once there, though, it seemed to remember it was a herd animal and. ”I reached his doorway.“Don't do this, Bernice. Just walk away. Go back to bed. Don't give in.”I opened his door.He lay sleeping on his bed, lying on his back. His blankets had slipped down. In the soft light bleeding through his half-closed blinds, I could see his muscular chest. It rose and fell swiftly as he slept. My eyes flicked down his body to his crotch hidden by his blanket. I licked my lips.“Last chance,” I whispered to myself.But I was too weak. I knew it was wrong, but I headed in. Thats all you gotta do. In and out. So I did. I started slow, but it didnt take long at all for me to start moving faster, pulling out a bit further, and pushing it back in harder and deeper. In fact, it didnt take me long at all to shoot my second load. No more than two minutes. My second orgasm wasnt as intense as the first one was, although it was still better than any other orgasm Id had. And my cock didnt go soft after that, so, at Dads prompting, I went at her for a third time. It took.