Marcus moved with grace and flair. The wine left her feeling giddy. Or maybe that was Marcus. Or maybe both. It didn't matter. This gorgeous man had h...r in his arms and she was enchanted. One song after another played and the world outside seemed to disappear. Once again her mind wandered to images of Marcus, naked. The thoughts of running her fingers over his body like she ran them over the man in the magazine excited her. He was strong and handsome. Vision after intoxicating vision whirled. 'God, yes.' I gasped, thrilled by the unexpected penetration.'You like that, then?' I could hear the amusement in his voice as he began to push in and out. I nodded, not trusting myself to speak without yelling.'Then you'll like this even more.'I felt a second finger seek out my hole and plunge inside. 'Nice?'I nodded again, gasping with pure delight. His little finger now found its way inside me and he had three fingers in my pussy with only his forefinger folded out of the way, and I was half. Then I saw her hand moving, it was going towards her brother’s cock, which was, like got neglected and was semi hard. So, she took it in her right hand from the base and started to play with it. It became hard within seconds.As it was getting hard his kisses and fondling became more furious/vigorous/intense, a couple of times he even bit my nipple. My whole body was shaking now, with pleasure, and very loud moans were coming out of my mouth in between the ongoing kissing and fondling. Neha was. "WHAT THE HELL!" My wife screamed. "Get Up!" She barked. "I saw you bitch."I sheepishly got up slowly and tried to straighten the dress so it would hide my penis and my sticky mess, my face was beet red from embarrassment. "David is that you? WHAT IN HELL ARE YOU DOING AND WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WEARING!" she shouted. I cringed and stared at the bed I couldn't look at her, I couldn't speak. I just looked down and didn't say a word, my mind was going 90 miles an hour but I couldn't move ."COME.