She had crawled down again, kissing the sensitive skin one Tulsi’s inner thighs, letting her forehead and nose brush the public hair occasionally. �...�Get ready for the real thing,” Amba said with a smile before she buried her face right in between Tulsi’s thighs.Tulsi’s heart pumped harder as she felt Amba’s tongue sliding through her moist cunt lips going deeper and deeper. Tulsi convulsed at once feeling the rough surface of Amba’s tongue caressing her gentle muscles of the pussy wall. She. With my wife's approval and help.Lisa reached out with one hand to grab my cock, her other hand on the back of Doug's neck, holding him tight to her breasts. Hearing her moans with each inward thrust and feeling her hand tighten and relax on my cock in time with their movement was incredibly erotic. I thought she was going to squeeze the head off of my dick!I found her clit, rolling it under my fingertips, and Lisa went wild with lust. She began grinding her pussy onto Doug's cock, rocking her. I could understand her anger, as she tried in vain to rouse him, but he was in deep alcohol induced slumber, and as if that was not enough, he had an erection, which stood proud, tightly contained and outlined within those tight shorts masquerading as underpants.'Look at that', she said pointing to his oversized bulge, 'He has a fucking hard-on, even drunk', and as she spoke I walked over to him, my eyes firmly fixed on the offending object, and reached down and traced its outline with my. .’ Jerry felt his body go cold with shock. He’d recognise that voice anywhere. ‘Nick is that you?’ ‘Damn right you fucking bastard…..thought I was dead did you cunt?…..you and Patrick living it up on my money are you?….well I’ve come for my interest….and I intend to take it out of your hides you fuckers.’ Jerry asked, ‘What have you done with Patrick?’ while wildly trying to work out what to do to get out of the situation. ‘He’s knocked out cold in the car, tied up and secure…and you’re going.