Sita would never even knock but would barge in straight. A couple of times they came in they saw me in various states of undress like topless with tow...l, with only my briefs, with my vest and brief, etc.When they see me like that their eyes would go down to my underwear now and then. With lots of exhibitionism in me I would never try to cover up and will stay cool in the brief alone. Rani and Sita would spend more time in the room when they see me in that state. Rani asked can I sweep the floor. And I never thought you wanted me that way. Hell, you only ask for sex every month or so. I thought you did it out of duty or something. I love sex, Johnny, and I can't live without it often. I need it often and I need it rough. You're such a wimp, Johnny." That was too much. Dammit! I'd always wanted to make love to my wife. It'd always seemed that she was cold and distant. I truly thought she was frigid, and now I found that she was actually a slut. That was what I'd always wanted. Fuck me!. To his lead, they turned, then danced in place, turned, then danced in place, turned… suddenly she was flying backwards. She had no idea what was happening, but his hand was still holding hers as she landed on her back on the bed with him astride her, and she felt something encircle her wrist. There was a click, and before she could react his hand was on her other arm, pulling it away from her body. Another click, and she realized she was in a crucifixion pose; arms out to her sides. She could. Wow, things were really moving well.After a while, she told me to lie back and she slipped off my trousers and underwear. My stiff cock was pointing at her and she smiled, muttering that this was bigger than a lot of guys she sees. She proceeded to give me a bit of a wank while she teased her hair all around my groin. Perfect.In one sudden movement her mouth went over my cock, the head hitting the back of her throat. He action wasn’t perfect, but she was really, really enthusiastic. A few.