She saw that and asked me have you become so big that your dick starts rising while sucking a breast. I continued sucking her mangoes without saying a...ything. Meanwhile, herr baby slept off. So we placed the baby on some clothes and i continued my sucking on the other breast. Suddenly she caught my dick and started shaking it.I felt a different kind of pleasure for the first time in my life when she did that. She then started rubbing her crouch area with her other hand. When i finished milk. Looking at her eyes, it looks like she was crying for a few hours. Sundar tried to console her and asked what happened. Sundar put his hand across my shoulder and pressed my boobs.She got a bit furious and shouted, “If you want to keep fucking that bitch next to you, you can do it as much as you want. I don’t care. But why the hell you made me do it?” Inside my head, I got the context why she is crying. It looks like she called the number I gave and looks like things got ugly.But I was. You took off the covers, yanked my head off your cock and told me to look at you the whole time before pushing my head down your cock again. I stick out my tongue and tried to lick your balls while you violently pound my throat. You lift your legs up and I buried my face in your ass, licking, sucking, and tongue-fucking your hole.This went on until you pulled my up by the hair, pushed back down on the bed and sat on my face. I couldn’t breathe with your ass smothering me. I can feel you. A few minutes later, I was sitting in the passenger seat of my car, almost ready to pass out, as Johnny drove the car. He drove the car silently for a while, until the fresh air coming in from the window sobered me up a little. I sat up and asked him, “So you shot the farmhouse videos in these DVDs?” He nodded. “How bad are they?” I asked. He kept quiet. “Tell me how bad are they?” I asked again. “Sir…. don’t mind me saying this.” he said politely “but your wife is the most sick depraved woman.