Taking the head in, Alisha started to suck him wildly. The forbidden act she was performing seemed so right. All she wanted now was him inside her.Lay...ng back, Alisha pulled at Bhupen to join her. As he laid on top of her, Alisha parted her legs, her wet pussy ready for him, desiring him. Bhupen looked down at his best friends wife, he was about to do something he may regret, but if he could make her happy again, it was worth it. Alisha’s wet vagina welcomed his enormous size. Alisha moaned. . She gave me a brush, towel and asked me freshenup as she is preparing from breakfast. We had a nice tea and breakfast and during that she explained me that she met Manish in USA during her Masters and after few years of love they both got married…Initially it was all fine but then slowly she noticed his interest in watching some gay/bi-sexual porn through the history of his computer. When confronted he confessed his interest, after lot of confusion they finally have decided to keep his. My eyelids drooped, half closing, sight slightly blurred, my body caught between the memory of Pippa and I; limbs entwined, sucking, licking and fucking each other to endless glorious orgasms; and the here and now, my thighs parting involuntarily, my arse cheeks clenched and svelte me lowering my aching drenched pussy down onto her long sensual fingers. “And it’s all fucking lies. All made up. Just some slutty little fantasy”. Pippa entered me; fingers spearing through the dripping, pulsing. We're gonna have some fun..."His hand stopped for a moment then surged forward into my crotch, rubbing, squeezing. I squirmed and moaned, bucking my hips, not wanting to like it, but loving every bit of being m*****ed. He stopped and laughed as I sat panting in the chair."I think you like this, don't you?"I nodded and then begged to be let go. Truly begged. Sincerely. Aroused but scared. I begged and begged and begged.He stood me up and whispered the contact word. It was the guy I was.