”Jim crawled on top me, getting his hips between my legs. Jim’s cock parted my pussy lips, sliding inside me. He started into a nice hard rhythm, ...ucking me hard. I looked over his shoulder to watch the father of my child grinding his cock in another woman’s pussy. Steve was grunting loudly. I knew that grunt well; he was about to cum. With a loud grunt, he filled Natalie’s pussy.,Jim continued to pound my pussy. I could almost feel Steve and Natalie watching as we fucked. That feeling was. Mere pati Bombay main hain.” Yah kahti wah aage jhuki tu meri nazre uske blouse se chipak gayi.Dono jawaniya adhnangi dikhi. Uski nangi choochiyon ko dekh main bahakne laga. Abhi main kunwara tha isliye kuchh sakuchahat ho rahi thi usse satne main. Tabhi wah saaman utha apni nanand ko deti boli, “Lo ek taraf rakho.”Ispar us ladki ne mujhe dhyan se dekha aur bag ek oor rakh jagah banayi tu us aurat ne apni bagal main jagah banate kaha, “Aiye bhai saab.”“Jjj.jji aap baithiye.”“Aaiye bhi.” Aur. "Are you jerking off, Jason?" "Iris!" he hissed a little louder, mortified. A part of his brain knew his cock should have been shrinking in embarrassment, but it wasn’t. Just the sight of her standing there wearing nothing but a tank top and panties was making his blood boil with lust. Thick, round, pale thighs tapered down to a lovely pair of feet, toenails painted dark blue. Her breasts, which should have been hanging low because her bra was missing, were instead perked up, semi-erect. I shrugged. If seeing me like this didn't drive him away then maybe he really was the one I had been dreaming about.I took a deep breath and opened the door, to the sound and scent of bacon frying. That was nice. Mark was pouring coffee into two mugs as he stood by the stove. A nice looking guy, a bit shorter than Mark and with horn-rimmed glasses stood near him.Mark caught sight of me and he smiled, a warm, caring smile, not a leer. I hesitantly came over to him. He handed me a mug of coffee.