My wife asked if the upcoming Saturday night would be good for me. So I agreed and said we could meet at our house if she wanted. She went to the phon... and after a few minutes she returned and said it was all set up.When Saturday came I was excited about the prospect of meeting this new couple and my wife was too. Before we got out of bed on Saturday morning my wife, Sue, told me she was so excited and wanted to thank me in advance. With that she slid beneath the covers and took my cock in her. With purpose we continued to the fourth door on the right. The scene was innocent filled with what could pass for a busy bar on a late saturday night. Scantly clad woman wearing carnival masks and dressed much as i was. Master led me with a firm grip on my shouldet. Turning me this way and that way until we reached a corner booth with no table. Sitting towards the middle. Master left my side.I watched the woman. High breasts, long legs, tight asses. I was very curious.Soon Master returned with. I was hoping Jeff would sleep in the car as I drove. He didn't.He asked about my courses, my vocational plans for the future. He apologized for not having enough time to spend with me but pledged that any time I wanted to be with him over this break, he would be there.We stopped at Jeff's first. I had already called home the day before to tell them I didn't expect to be there for dinner. I assumed I would be invited to eat with the Goldbergs.I didn't get my dinner invitation. It was just. Vasudha was moaning like a teenage girl while her son began following her instructions by showing very little mercy on her puss. Parthiv was smiling watching the peculiar expressions of his mother as his dick gathered tremendous pace in pumping her pussy. Vasudha kept yelling, grinding her waists and thrusting her body upwards at his invading dick. “You are a wonderful mother fucker,” She screamed aloud. Parthiv was grinding his teeth as he pumped his mother with rapid strokes. His hands.