I warned him that doesn’t destroy your married life, on which he said that he don’t want to listen and I should join his wife what ever the way sh... want.After few days he came to my office with his wife named fozia, they sat in front of me I served them with tea and then the subject of sex appeared on surface, as per plan, which my friend suggested as he was managing both of us to get the target, so I offered her friendship and she said she want a decent friend ship, I said does the decent. She tongued Debbie’s asshole while Brad pumped in and out of her doggie style, pushing her face deeper into Debbie’s crack with every thrust. She spread her legs wide so that Debbie could taste Brad’s cum out of her snatch, moaning in pleasure as Brad dragged his balls across her face. The heat, the pleasure of it all overwhelmed her to the point where she stopped thinking completely. All that existed for her was sensation. She was their slut now, their cockslut, and she loved every second of. Closing the door on him, I went about preparing for bed, hoping that I would at least sleep some after what had just transpired. I needed not worry; the moment my head hit the pillow, I was out, dreaming of everything I would do to him. Early the next morning, I arose well rested and ready to hit my favorite adult bookstore. Dressing in black stockings, black mini skirt, red t-shirt, and my knee-high, red boots, I left in my blue sports car, careful to follow the speed limits in my rush to get. Lynton clearly saw my sex juices… and my heart skipped and my pussy clenched as he licked his dry lips while trying to work out how best to shake Charlotte’s hand with two pizza boxes in his hands.“Lynton,” he croaked, and I saw his eyes focus past where her fingers were transferring my sex juices onto his fingers to rove up and down her exposed body. “I really haven’t got time to...” Lynton started, by which time Charlotte had pulled him into the hall and shut the door behind him.“Nonsense...”.