It was an endless agony. My throat hurt badly. But he just kept thrusting. On and on and on.He only stopped once I vomited all over his dick and the f...oor. ”yuck!!” he shouted, moving away from me.I sat on the floor, helpless and covered with vomit.He said “apologise to me, and this will all end”To which I replied “fuck you”He let out a smile and asked karan “didn’t you want to pee?”“ I still do” karan replied“piss inside her mouth then” prateek ordered karanAnd just like that, I had another. . My son moved, nervously climbing up on the bed. I lifted the blanket for him to slip underneath."You would more comfortable under the blanket baby?" I asked as he lay his head down and turned to face me.Lying on my side and facing my son, I allowed my hand to move toward his crotch. I watched his eyes widen as he looked at me, knowing where my hand was going. My fingers wrapped themselves around the hardness of male fleshHe moaned softly and I studied the look of absolute pleasure that filled. . aur aur..please… kaisa hai.. bahen ka cvhoot … raseeli hai na.. ohoho.. bhayyaaaaaa… hhaaa…” aur mei bhayya ke sar ko jor se apni bur par dabakar jhad gayee.. aur ek bar kamar upper uthaker dheeli pad gayee. Mera poora ras ko bhayya ne kutte ki chat gaye.. uff kitna maza aya… sach bahut maza aya. Itna maz tho mujhe Vinod uncle e chuswane pa bhee nahi aya.Bhayya bhi meri bur khoob chat kar sar uthaya tho mujhe bhayya kodekh kar hansee agayee. Unka pura muhn meri madan ras se chipuda hua tha.. Then a hostess came in and told the women it was time to go. They entered another room where the stalls were and started to slide into position.The other woman headed for one stall where she got on her stomach and slid her legs and ass through opening. On her side Jill did the same thing but was on her back with her hips extended out.Myself and the other husband were escorted to a pair of booths that had monitors as well as a sound system. Each wife had five cameras on them but there were also.