Barely breaking rhythm, she kept tonguing and tonguing until wave after wave of climax washed over the woman and she fell backwards helplessly on the ...ushions. My wife’s head swiftly followed her lover’s pulsating groin, shuffling on her knees until her bottom was presented directly towards the hole through which I was watching.Her buttocks raised high, this new position spread my wife’s buttocks wide, the dark blue fabric of her thong stretched tightly around the pale skin of her waist and. Everyone was laughing, and that was without the port.Marg got me to grab my bag, and dragged me upstairs to show me my room before we relaxed. That way, she told me, everyone could head to bed whenever they wanted, or just fall asleep on the sofa. Apparently Dave did this on a regular basis. Marg never woke him up. Said it served him right.The guest room in their big house included its own private bathroom, and Marg insisted that I could take a bath or shower any time, even late at night. There. I gasped as she began to stab to fake cock against the tight hole at her back door. I was so close to cumming I didn't think I could hold back much longer.All three of us gasped loudly as Sandra pushed the plastic toy into her ass. Somehow she managed to wedge the base of it against her foot to stop it moving and then began to raise and lower her hips pushing it in and out of her anus.That was enough. As Jane jerked me I could feel my cock swell and the cum start to boil up from my balls."Don't. Couple of days after your call, Rashmi and Abhi came over for dinner. Rashmi told us about Kanchi, ' Madhu didi said, commencing her story.'Is she willing?' Mohan asked.'She is ready to get her hole plugged by Abhi but whether she will agree to someone else doing it, is the million dollar question, ' Rashmi reported.'Don't worry, I will "disappoint" her so much that when the time comes, she will eagerly spread her legs for Amit, ' Abhi said.'What about Tulsi?' Rashmi asked, 'Will she.