The black guys and I sat down to watch the basketball game.Anita came back, wearing a red short mini dress and high heels. She sat down on the couch c...ose to me. Her skirt was riding up her thigh and she asked who was winning.Then I heard Caleb say under his breath: "We are…". I began rubbing my wife’s thighs while we were watching the game. I could see that Caleb and Thomas were watching as I got closer to the top of her thighs. Anita then put her leg over mine so that I could get in even. ”“Say it again, Penny!”Pete was almost snarling; his hand moved from my bottom to my groin then slid downwards until it was cupping my mound.“I’ve been fucked, Pete,” I obeyed. “Your pregnant slut wife has been fucked again.”His finger was moving up and down my slit from its base between my thighs to the half concealed but hardening nub at its apex.“Oh Penny, that’s so hot! Say it again.”“Are you sure?”“Christ yes!”“I’ve been fucked again Pete; another man has stuck his cock into your wife’s. Maid: “No, it is not good.”Me: “It is good. Don’t talk unless you have tried.”She: “Ha ha, kaha try karu?”He: “App chaho to mujhe.”She: “oh”Me: “Kyo nahi. Dekh to lo”She: “Kya dikhaoge?”He: “Jo aap roj dekhti hai.”She: “kya bola aapne”.Me: ” Roj mai jo dikhta hu wo dekhti ho na?”She: “Kya?”I dropped my pants low and showed my full dick which was erect by now.He: “Ye kya ker rahe ho.”Me: “Karunga to ab bhabhiji.”Then I just held her with her hips and pulled her close to me. My hands pressed. He took a bottle of whisky from the cabinet and poured us two large measures, handing me mine with a serious look on his face. ‘What’s up?’ I almost whispered, dreading his words and the impact they would inevitably have on me. ‘Janie, things have…um…’ Mark faltered and I waited, anxiously twisting the glass around and around in my hand. He looked at me and I was surprised at his uncharacteristic reluctance to tell me what the matter was. ‘Mark, please tell me,’ I pleaded. ‘It can’t be that.