He falls towards the stairs. Iland on my chin. I'm not sure how but I'm down the stairs and Owens isscrabbling at the front door."Perv! Rapist! Asshol...!" I yell at him.He makes no reply. He panics and tears the front door open. He's on theporch. I see his feet in socks. His bulge is gone. Owens jumps to thelawn and runs for home. I give chase.The concrete porch is unforgiving. I get no traction at all with my hardleather soles. Reason returns. I'm outside again! I'm outside in dragagain! I'm. Main: Haan theek hai.Main utha aur fir Bhawna ke kamre ko gaya aur mere peeche peeche woh bhi aayi. Main apne bag se Shobha ki di hui purse nikali aur Bhawna ko de diya.Bhawna use lekar boli: Theek hai tum jao ab.Main Bhawna ke kamre se nikla aur wapas living room mein ja baitha. Pata nahi kya tha uske mann mein. Par ab ayse lag raha tha ki in do ladkiyo ki aapas ki takraar mein main phas gaya hun.Tabhi mere pocket mein meri phone baji aur nikal kar dekha to Rakesh bhaiya ka phone aa raha tha.. I thought I heard the latch on the side gate but didn't think too much of it until I heard voices.Five of my son’s friends were here? Now? What the fuck?? I tried to get my top tied and the rest of me covered in quick fashion, but they got some pretty good views of my basically bare ass. My tits were also not cooperating and I’m quite sure they popped out a time or two as I gathered them up. I Was NOT expecting company!After getting all put back together and a towel wrapped around me, I managed. “Oh, my God,” Sue squealed, “Holy shit, it’s incredible, Marybeth, my whole fucking hand is inside you!”Indeed it was. My little wife had her little hand buried to the wrist inside her friend’s stretched cunt. I drizzled a little more lube on her arm, at the opening.“Make a fist now,” I told her, “and fuck her good.”Marybeth howled as Sue began pumping, spewing a stream of filth as she was fist fucked. Sue, like a good slut, got really into it, trading filth for filth with her friend as she.