I looked at him again. Hmmm – what a change. Rather like a male version of the ugly duck turning into a swan – more attractive than most of the me... around. Tall, well built, wearing glasses that made him look distinguished and with a cultured air about him. What I liked the most was his voice and tone. Very cultured, polite and dignified. And his command of the language, both English and Hindi, was awesome. We got talking and he wanted to refresh his drink. He enquired whether I would like. It had been nearly an hour since the twins had started bonding and when they arrived, Tashana and Irillith were just starting to stir. Alyssa squeezed John’s hand, and they shared an intimate look before she gave him a tender kiss and released him.Climbing onto the bed, he put his arms around the Maliri girls and gave them a gentle squeeze. “How are you two feeling now? That looked like it was tough going; are you both alright?”“We feel fine,” Tashana replied, stretching and giving him a warm. I was little different than poor Dave who was clueless that his prim and proper wife was now a black cock whore. A wedding ring doesn’t plug holes my friends but my wife’s respect for me and our marriage had kept her from straying … so far. I was proud of my wife that she felt secure enough to come and tell me this.I could tell my wife was turned on by the affair her friend was having. My wife and I literally play chess together. She’s very good and she usually beats me at the game. I had to. Then she felt pressure on the back of her head and allowed him to push her down onto his cock. She really had to stretch her mouth open as far as she could, but managed to get the head in and past her teeth. Then she instinctively closed her lips around it and started exploring it with her tongue.“Oh fuck, that’s it.” The man growled. “You are a fucking natural.”Not to be outdone, Terri copied what her older sister was doing. Since the cabana boy’s cock was not fully erect yet, she got to feel.