I paused to listen if we had woken anyone. "Fuck me", she whispered insistently. Some how in all the excitement she had released my cock from my jeans... It hung hard and ready and soaking wet, outside my zipper. She reached behind and took a hold off it."Suck me first", I whispered to her. She looked at me and smiling, twisted around and knelt to the floor. I stood there, watching her sleeping husband in the living room while Suha wrapped her pouty lips around my hard pink cock head. I wanted to. He had long shaggy, greying hair, which matched a big, fluffy Van Dyke beard. When he took off his jacket, his arms were covered in intricate tattoos, and when his hair moved, I could see six or seven rings in each ear. “Smoke?” A tall, fat, bald man asked, as he offered his cigarettes. I was shaking as he lit my cigarette. “I’m sorry, it’s just that…. You know……I thought……oh shit! I’m sorry!” I was flustered and frightened.As I said this, two of the gang were standing beside my car, pissing. “Are we ready to get going?”“Give them a chance to have their coffee,” Rob said. “We want to take you guys out for breakfast this morning.”“Morning. Breakfast sounds good to me. How about you, honey?” I said, guiding Kelly to the table.“Yeah, sure. Good morning,” Kelly said, her voice was low and on the verge of cracking.Kelly avoided eye contact with Jenny and Rob as she sat across from them at the table. She toyed with her coffee cup, turning it as she stared into the black liquid. Rob and. And his husband is not taking interest in sex as much she wants. She told me different desires that how she wants to be loved and how she is waiting to get a good fuck. She also told me that she lives in Chennai with his hubby and his family.Our chats started daily. And we enjoy talking sex chat with each other. It became.Habit daily. She always messages me when her husband is not there. I asked her WhatsApp number. She readily was given and I asked for her boobs pics.She sent one pic having.