My head started to spin.“Go! Keep going! Yes! That’s it! You got it! Oh! Oh! Fuuuuuck! I’m cumming! I’mmmmm…ahhh!”She bucked under...me, screaming through clenched teeth. She always kept it to a soft moan when she came so the kïds wouldn’t hear, but she didn’t seem at all worried about that. I tried to keep going until she was done, but I gave out a few seconds too soon.I stayed on top of her for a time, not moving except to suck in as much oxygen as I could. Irene was likewise. I really had no idea how he and my husband were carrying on a conversation but they were. They were talking about sports I realized and chuckled slightly thinking to myself, ‘I guess it’s true what they say about baseball’. There was the slightest of pause in their conversation as Jim started cumming all over my hand. He then looked to Jon and asked, “do you know of any other batter that has an easier time getting to third base at his first at bat?” Jon smiled and simply said, “it depends on. They continued thumping in and out.Meanwhile Khusboo was turned on by watching Lavanya and she wanted some anal fun too. She ordered Rahul to join Mohit at her backhole. Rahul immediately agreed. He slowly put it into her dirty asshole, and soon Khusboo and Lavanya were both being DPed!Soon they exchanged girls, and the fun continued. They occasionally switched position, alternating between the vagina, ass and the mouth. Khusboo was the slut, but today, Lavanya seemed more in heat and more. You sit down and drum your fingers on the table top. That’s different. I look down at my yoghurt and tentively pick up my spoon and start to eat. The coolness soothes my throat but it hits my stomach like lead.“I’m sorry,” I mumble through mouthfuls. It never surprises me how one minute I can be a total brat and the next a repentant subbie. Probably because it’s part of who I am. I don’t know why you stand for it though. It must be very confusing at times. I only manage to eat half my yoghurt.