I was fucking Tanya hard and looking at this, Pooja’s eyes were wide open.Pooja came to Tanya and started kissing her and fondling her boobs and wit... the other had, she grabbed my balls! I was shocked and looked at Rahul. But to my surprise, Rahul gave me a smile as he was fine with it. I got this as a signal and started pressing Pooja’s boobs on top of her bra.I removed her bra and her pink nipples were calling me to be sucked and pressed. While I was fucking Tanya in missionary position,. ”“Good afternoon.”I got on the elevator wondering about the look they gave me. I got off the elevator and after opening the door I walked into the smell of coffee.“Kendi, I’m home.”My wife came out of the bedroom wearing a t-shirt and panties.“Hi Mick. Where have you been?”“I went for a walk.”“Me too. I thought that you were going to call me if I wasn’t home.”“I had a lot of thinking to do.”“Me too.”“What did you have to think about? All you have to deal with is a wife that loves you and let. His body jerks and twitches before he goes rigid. I can feel the pulsing spurts of his cock and I clench and unclench my PC muscles, milking him and enjoying the contractions of my own little psuedo-orgasm. He body goes limp, relaxing and sagging against me with all his comforting weight and I can feel his dick doing the same thing. Shriveling inside of me to retreat turtle-like to his folds of skin. I open my eyes and find him looking at me, only from this distance he appears to have only one. I came home early from a weekend attending a concert in Illinois with some of my friends, to find my husband's car in the driveway. When I entered our house, I caught DJ by surprise when he came from our bedroom, startled to see me standing there in the kitchen. We had a conversation earlier in the week where we talked about getting back together, but I told him to take his time and think about it while I spent the weekend in Peoria at the Chris Stapleton concert. We agreed to talk it over when.