I liked my ‘new’ bitch wife more than ever. My erection came back in record time, just by looking at the leather straps on her toned thighs.I dres...ed to meet Senthil in the living room. Tripti just wore my shirt and came outside with her pussy barely covered. She was talking to Senthil while I slipped into the kitchen to avoid any awkwardness. Plus, I couldn’t say anything to Senthil when my own wedded wife behaved like a shameless whore.Tripti: Senti, did you bring it?Senthil: Ya, I brought. “What the...! Jason, stop!” The pokes on her nose halted, briefly. When the noise continued, they started again. In self-defense, Kelly rolled over to search for the clock—and fell out of the narrow bed. As she half-sat, half-lay on the small throw rug beside the bed, it occurred to her that Doris Day never woke up that way in the movies. The alarm clock stopped ringing. She looked up to see her brother, with one hand still on the clock, looking down at her, a big grin on his sleepy face.. “I like your cock” my neighbour said to me.“Nice and hard” his Mancunian accent was obvious.“My name is Steve, what’s yours? He then asked.“Hi Steve” and I told him my name.“I like your cock too”Steve moved his free hand to my inner thigh, gently massaging it. It did feel nice.“Can I touch your cock?” he asked.“I’m not gay” I replied.“Neither am I, I’m married and I have 13 year old girl. You can touch mine as well if you want.”I did want to.“Yes,ok” and I let go of my cock and Steve took hold. Her big breasts were hanging down and bouncing against her chest as she bobbed back and forth, gobbling his cock with relish. He continued thrusting against her. Finally, pulling his shaft from her lips, he pushed her backwards down onto the hay in the stall, spreading her legs wide.We watched his hands begin rubbing on her hairy mound with his fingers stroking her pussy roughly, as he leaned forward and suckled on her breasts one after another. Her moans were loud."Finger my cunt and suck my.