Her teeth nibbling up the highly sensitised, exposed skin behind my ear, her fingers pushing between my already dampened quivering thighs as they forc...d their way up towards the swollen, juicy delights of my pussy. “I never trusted you”. A moan trickled from my lips as Pippa’s nails grazed between my labia, parted them to reveal the soft, sodden trough between my tense clit and open, needy pussy. My eyelids drooped, half closing, sight slightly blurred, my body caught between the memory of. Poonam now relaxed and acknowledged that spouse cheating was common and even her husband was fucking his secretary and even the maid in their house.I was listening to this story from the wash room and I came out with the towel wrapped around me and sat next to her and then Poonam started crying and told us how her husband had even fucked his secretary in front of her.This was the perfect opportunity for us and Mona winked at me with actions she told me that the best way to keep Poonam quite was. Bobita was moaning like a bitch, shouting abuses at Sapna…”Saali raandi chut, chat mujhe…le pee, meri paani pee.”“Chup saali raandi..maaza le…aur mujhe maaza lene de… chod mujhe saala bokachoda… saala motherchod… chod mujhe… aur jor se chod… phar de mere chut… daal de apna bacha meri chut me.”“Fuck u… u bitch… fuck u.” I gasped.Next it was Bobita’s turn for a fuck from the rear as the two bitches interchanged positions. Now Bobita was on her knees, sucking and licking and fingering Sapna’s cunt. As he leaned in closer to me, his fingers pushed my dress further down my thigh before he reached up and ran his index finger across my cheek and chin. I felt my nipples perk up under the light fabric of the cotton. My skin was electrified with goose bumps. "Are you sure this is ok?" he asked in heavy whisper. "Yes," I breathed carefully before nodding with vigor. "Are you?"He smiled, "You are the one I have wanted. Yes."Nothing more needed to be said. It didn't feel wrong or dirty. It felt.