I look up at his face again, likely with a look of terror in my eyes, but he is lost in the ether, his eyes closed in passion, his face a picture of c...ncentration. “Oh yeah, oh yeah,” he mutters. Another press forward and this time I can’t help but gag, and in doing so my teeth make contact with skin. I try to pull my head away, but he’s still holding on tight. “Easy with the teeth, honey,” he laughs. I’m in no laughing mood as I stare up into his eyes defiantly, but he’s still sliding his cock. She replied, “No, you better go now”.I replied, “It’s too late, it won’t be appropriate”. But my wife forced and insisted me to visit her now.Finally, I agreed and got ready. Again, I took some extra cash, thinking it would help her.As I was on the way, Meena called and informed me to call Raadha instead of ringing the doorbell. I did as my wife instructed. On the call, Meena was surprised knowing me standing outside her door.Raadha opened the door gently and was standing behind the door. She. With areluctant seeming slowness she moved then, pulling hersex away from his hungry mouth and went sliding downhim until he felt the hot wetness of her resting on the skinof his chest. Lost, Kurt licked her taste from his lips andwaited for what would come next. With Deux, her small,sweat slicked hand grasped his cock and pulled it up, andhe groaned through clenched teeth as his body arched,working desperately to help her sheathe the painfulhardness of his cock in her. Warm wet lips brushed. As she did I noticed her ass was showing, and I mean ass sense her thong was doing nothing to cover it. She walked to the bed and hopped in. I got up to close the blinds sense I knew we would be sleeping in. The sky looked pretty bad out, there was probably going to be a wicked thunder storm tonight. As I turned around and walked to the closet I noticed Sarah was already out cold. I took my pajama pants off sense much like Sarah, I hated sleeping in clothes and my boxers covered plenty. I got.