The weekend came and it was party night. The party was fun with games, people, food, drinks, and all the items a proper party should have.Marcus found...me after being there for an hour or so and we chatted and hung out for most of the evening. He was being cool and a completely different person than the person you would see at work. I am not oblivious to what was going on and I was sure he was doing so in the chance he might get to have sex with me. I was not completely opposed to this but I had. . . . .MMMMMAAAAAA”She just managed to cut off the phone as Subhash pressed her throbbing clit hard with his tongue and then flicked it a couple of times. All thoughts of her husband vanished as a surge of liquid heat rushed through her loins over powering all her other senses.He again stopped at the entry of the pussy. By now Zoya’s moans were clearly signifying her desire to get fucked.“You want to get fucked?” Subhash asked in a whisper.Zoya nodded.“Again. Your ‘husband’ has just done that.. Her decision was made. Now all she had to do was live with it.Diane went into the sitting room where Harry and Georgie sat side by side on the settee. Diane quailed at the look the children gave her. Peter had followed her in. As he did so, Georgie leapt from her seat, ran at him screaming, she kicked his shins and pummelled his chest with her clenched fists, and shouted, "I want my Daddy, I want my Daddy".Her brother stood up and looked at his mother with dead eyes, and ran to his little. When she heard my cup hit the ground, she popped up and turn towards me. "Oh shit, you scared me Chris.", she gasped"Sorry Erin, didn't mean to startle you.", I replied. "What are you making?" Peach cream pie.", she said, emphasising the 'cream' part. "Ok, well I'm gonna head up stair and take a shower.", I said ."Ok sweetie.", she replied as she bent down to look in the fridge. Her ass sticking up in the air. I stared at it as she shook it from side to side again. I could feel my cock stirring.