And especially when they double-team me. Oh, and Namiko, you’re going to be tightened up, too. You’ll feel every second of your next lay ... and t...e ones after that, too.”“But ... when it comes time for, you know ... anal?” Namiko worried aloud.“You’ll soon be so used to fat cocks up the ass that you won’t even blink an eye at the idea,” Farah promised her, “and you won’t be alone. I’ll be getting thick dicks back there as well.”“As you wish, Mistress,” Namiko blushed, even as she felt Farah’s. But he made someone stand up from their seat and ordered her to come to sit on his lap. She did that immediately.They made out like animals for at least five minutes. He then just lifted her saree a bit above her knees to let his cock penetrate her while she cooperated. The saree got cluttered near her ass, and he penetrated her pussy. The scene was like a Bhabhi being fucked by an old neighbor in some B-grade cinema.Almost everyone aware of the situation was only looking towards them.. When the headlights did turn in, I breathed again and realized I had been shaking with fear. I loved this girl who had just come home to me. I realized then the difference between the lust I felt for Jacqui and the love I had for my wife. When she walked in the door, I took her in my arms, kissed her and told her how scared I had been. She apologized and said her cell phone was dead and she had left the charger in Mike’s car. I asked her how her weekend was and she told me it had been. As she turned to look at me, her eyes focused on mine for a few seconds, and then moved down my body, almost as if she was checking me out. Surprisingly, I began to feel a flush of heat."Did he ever kiss you or make out with you or anything?" I gently asked.With that she actually blushed and lowered her eyes. She took a while looking at the floor. Then as if gathering her courage, she replied, "Yeah we, er, kissed once, but it wasn't very nice."I was suddenly aware that my heart was beating.