She was moaning as she was in pain and pleasure too & I was in heaven. I like talking while fucking I asked herMe: “Jaan kaisa lag rha hai?”She: a...haMe: bass acha?She: jaanu boht acha lag rha hai bass karte raho.Me: mai kaun hun baby?She: mere patiMe: mera pura haq hai apni biwi ko aise pyar karne ka…She: haan baby karo jitna mann kare karoMe: kitne time baad mauka mila baby aaj rukunga nahi bas karta rahunga…Then around 15-20, mins I felt like cumming even she was also leaking. I pounding her. They all clearly had their own friends because they were sitting around in groups chatting and joking. It was, she knew, their only task to please their master and they were obviously very eager to do so. They were also very friendly and keen to talk to Sharifa’s friend.“There you are, darling,” came a very upper class voice from behind Nicola. She turned around to see a woman in her mid or late forties smiling.“Nicola, this is Princess Ayda, one of my father’s wives,” said Sharifa.“How do you. .if you were tied to the bed and I brought someone you never saw before into the room?" if ...?"This was pushing into the dark corners of our minds, testing to see what gave us erotic pleasure. Some ideas were turn-ons, very sexy and exciting: others, not so much. AJ increasingly talked about fantasies that included having another man look at me, touch me, have sex with me; now, in this life, not just in that long-ago one. Husband-approved sex with someone became a hot fantasy. We even did some. It started Couple months ago when we became friends. He was dating my exs s*s so we just kinda became friends, well we started working together then we all started staying together. Long story short he told me how shity & worthless my gf was so me & her split & she moved out well they all told me I'm more then welcome to continue staying there, well after doin little thinking I continued working with him & her D*d & staying with them. We all started getting really close we looked at each other.