His dream of having a threesome with his dad with me. He roleplayed my husband and made me utter lines that I would fuck my son. he would call me the ...ay his dad calls me –“Soni.”The lines would go like this.“Ah, Soni, you suck my cock so well. I sometimes wonder how it would be to see you with another man, maybe a young man.”“How young?”“Say 21.”“Oh Suvendu(hubby’s name), that would be Joy’s age. You want to see me with a man of the age of my son.”“Oh yes, on second thoughts, why don’t you. She would always switch to the first bench during her father’s classes to stay away from the distracting comments of her friends.Her friends interpreted her behaviour in a different way and started teasing her as having a huge crush on Gopichand Sir. “Don’t be silly,” she would rebut her friends every time, “He’s old enough to be my father!”“So what? He’s still so sexy, all he needs to do is ask and I will let him fuck me any way he pleases.” Her friend Simran said dreamily, while they were. In the dim illumination of the nightlight all I saw were her long legs—almost as long as her daughter's—disappearing under what I recognized as one of my pajama tops and that little imp who resides in my head wondered if she had anything on underneath."Oops, sorry," I whispered as I stepped out of Bev's way. As she closed the door she glanced down. "Why, thank you, Tommy," she said with a wink.Why did she thank me? That's when I realized an unintended, unexpected, and unwanted "friend" had. Her labia petals were moist and fragrant with her distinctive perfume. She pressed one hand against the back of my head to indicate that I should tongue her more vigorously. "Eat my cunt!" I willingly devoured her engorged vagina, inhaling its sweet lover honey. Then I stood to kiss her. She moaned softly as her own juices smeared her lips. "I'm so pleased to see that you're wearing that studded cock ring I bought you for Christmas!" she whispered, leading me towards the bed.~ ~ ~ ~ ~Naked, we.