I noticed the extra second where he was measuring the need of telling me that they were a couple, and hence needed two drinks, but he probably decided...by my looks that I knew what I was doing.As the guy got his drink, and the subsequent information about the generous donor, he seemed surprised…he looked my way with an unsecure smile – I guess this was not what they had planned for the evening, that a middle aged guy would send him a drink…so I rose and pushed my way through the crowd to reach. "Then she got angry and said, "You set me up, and then you watched your own wife getting seduced by him, and you got a thrill out of watching him strip off my clothes and then fuck me. Your own wife. I don't believe this!"I told her I was sorry, that I didn't think it would go that far.She was still angry and said, "You enjoyed watching your own wife get fucked-you stood there and watched and you didn't do anything. If you enjoyed it so much, maybe I should do it again."I told her that she had. As they drove and chatted Michael often complimented Dulci on her looks. The beauty retorted and jokingly said he was was being sarcastic or lying. Trying to be as truthful as possible Michael challenged her and wanted to prove he wasn’t lying. Dulci then wondered and asked how was he going to prove he was being honest. Michael then reaches for her beauty’s hand, holding and caressing it while giving a swift, lustful gaze into her eyes and causing Dulci to smile as she knew what he meant.. She drank all the cum and cleaned my cock. She was looking happy with it. Shivani was like what the fuck what is this munira. And then munira said her about everything but she wasn’t ready to accept it.I was listening to them got up went to shivani pulled her to the wall and tore off her t-shirt. She was looking so angry. She had worn a pink bra. I pulled it off too and started forcing myself on her. With exchange of words and oppose I was sucking and kissing her upper body.Pulled her to bed.