Even though she had just done it, Laura found a sudden reserve of pent-up sexual energy and frustration that motivated her to frig herself again. Besi...es, she thought as she slid a finger into her slit testily, it was certainly wet enough now. "See, it more or less involves me sliding my fingers into my pussy here until I come." She didn't usually use such harsh words, but Laura was in a weird mood right now-- half angry, half excited, and definitely passionate."Wait, girls come?"Laura raised. Parvesh was sucking my lips and squeezing my right boob. While Abhishek was sucking my left boob and was fingering me into my pussy. It was so amazed that I was on orgasm in no time. I tried to moan but I cannot since Parvesh was busy with my lips so my scream cannot come outside from the mouth.Then they made my lay on the bed.Parvesh was standing on the side of the bed while Abshiek was near my juicy pussy. The made me hang my neck from the side of the bed. Parvesh put his dick inside my mouth. Cynthia watched her father as he reluctantly levered his bulky body out of the reclining chair in front of the largescreen TV, displacing a large yellow tomcat from his lap. The cat, named Cougar for his resemblance to his wild cousins, was never far from Harold when he was home from his job driving a delivery truck.At the age of forty the massive muscles that had made her father a college football star had already turned to flab, the result of too little exercise and an unrestrained appetite. All the while I kept telling my passed out wife what a drunken slut whore she was, fucking her even harder. I came hard. My slut wife had just satisfied 3 men, 4 times that night. It was the most incredible fuck I had to that time. The next morning she didn’t get up until after 11 AM and didn’t remember a thing. Later in the week my wife told me her girlfriend told her how she had acted with the two men at the club. She told me it seemed like her girlfriend approved of how slutty my wife.