I was about to go out of my mind with a combination of lust and jealousy. I wanted to be fucking my wife instead of watching this other guy fuck her. ...nd fucking is exactly the right word for what Brett was doing to her. They weren’t making love, they were fucking. I wanted to close my eyes, shutting out the scene in front of me, but couldn’t.I remember that Kristen had been holding my hand earlier but at that point, I didn’t even realize she was there. I was simply mesmerized by the scene. She said that the other actress up for the part had already agreed to spent the weekend away with Sylvia, but the producer would really rather it be Angela. Without a second thought, Angela had agreed."If I agree to do that, will you let me go?" Angela asked, panic making her willing to accept any way out of her predicament."Sure." Maria said."Why not." Diane agreed."All right, I'll do it." Angela said in a quiet voice. "Just let me go and then you can come to my house this weekend and..." Hold. Then again I started sucking her boobs and pinching her nipples and then I told her to go back to your home as the sun rises and we will meet on WhatsApp.She wore her nighty and I wore my clothes and while going she again smooch my lips deeply and then she went to her room and after 5 mins I received a text from her”Lovely honeymoon tonight-8pm in the same room”.I replied “Ok my darling”After that, I went down and directly goes to the bedroom.As I was very tired this y I slept off and in the. We found an empty room and I laid on my back on the bed. Samuel did not say even a word, just lifted up my black dress and pulled my tiny thong aside. I was looking at the ceiling through some alcohol clouds, when I felt his mouth on my shaved mound, licking my wet pussy lips.I heard my own pleasure moans as he licked me; his rude hands were taking care of my buttocks very softly. I closed my eyes still moaning; then I heard a zipper getting undone and before I knew it, his huge monster cock.