Looking out to the kitchen I noticed a matching wetspot on her denim skirt. This got my pulse racing, I could feel precum oozing from my rock hard coc.... As I sipped on the ice cold beer all I could think is I'd be masturbating on the drive home. We had another beer and shot the shit some more. Then Tammy stood in front of me hiked her skirt up revealing her soaking wet pussy and said " can you help me with this "? My head was spinning, was this really happening? My hands reached around and. They were both happy with my work. Nita was particular that I did not wear my dirty old salwar kurta and had bought me sarees. She instructed me not to wear a nightie before Ravi. On the other hand, she wore sexy tops, tshirts and slips. And Ravi used to wear crocodile branded underwear. I got sexy thoughts when I used to wash them. I rubbed the underwear for longer time imagining myself holding his stiff cock in my hands.But I never got to be alone with him at home ever and I never got a. I had noticed it was always locked but never worried about it. Sue opened the door and stepped inside. He followed her and so did I. figuring I was to be part of Sue’s plan.The room was about the size of a bedroom. There was a chest of drawers against the wall and a padded bench in the middle. A sort of “X” was on another wall with what appeared to be handcuffs attached. I would learn later that it was a sort of dungeon. The lighting was dull which added to the look. “Strip” yelled Sue and he. She was dripping her love juice onto his eager shaft, it mingled with Bruno's pre-cum, now bubbling out of his wide cock slit, the juices mixing well together. She sat herself onto Bruno's sticky bell end, wriggling into position, then climbing off of his hard-on to rub her long swollen clit onto him, making her squeak!Her clitty was swallowed up by the big wet cock slit and he sucked on it with the control of his bell end. She orgasmed and this made her loose her strength he said as she fell.