From the forbidden recesses of her mind, she flashed back to her and Sam lying head to toe, his mouth and tongue pleasuring every crevice of her gushi...g pussy. She groaned loudly as her husband cock entered her wet pussy. She recalled her son’s cock throbbing hotly in her mouth.She wrapped her legs around her husband’s back and thrust up hard to meet his urgent pounding. As they embraced and kissed while coupling with the familiarity of a long married couple, her pussy gushed with wetness. I was intrigued,and the information packet he sent about her, including a picture of a slender,brown-haired young woman, her eyes sparkling for the camera, her young, nubilebody fresh and clean, soft, smooth pale skin seeming to glow with life, lips apale red, turned up in a smile, her small breasts thrusting from a spaghettistrap t-shirt that hugged her body tightly, her stomach flat, her waist narrow,her ass showcased in a pair of short, rolled-cuff cargo-shorts, her buttockshigh and firm,. I fully understood that I would be one of a small number of men Catherine would choose for her pleasure. Within perhaps an hour of first setting eyes on her, I would become intimate with her. I thrilled to the recklessness of the situation, and her. It was always about the woman. Knowing that this woman would be enjoying a group of us was the irresistible force. Yet I knew in my heart that it was my own wife whom I wanted to be among those men. That was the source of my longing and desire. I. She asked me what happened but I had no answer so I said let’s eat the food.As chairs were occupied by wet clothes she arranged food on bed while having food I was going totally out of control and a huge tent has formed in my towel and there was no way I could hide it. When we finished the food she placed the plates on table and it was she who broke the barrier and said bhaiya yours is going out of control, I feel this towel is shorter for u. I also replied seeing you will be in this position.