I removed the man’s cock from my mouth only to say one thing, “Oh, my fucking God, deeper…. Deeper!”, the director had his face in my ass, hi... tongue penetrating my hole, as I sucked the other man’s huge cock… My cock was dripping like fucking crazy, splashing against the metal table like rain on a metal roof. “MMmmmmmmmm…” I continued to moan, as the man thrusted his cock more aggressively into my mouth. But I kept pace, intensifiying the grip of my thick lips around his beautiful cock,. Anyways, without wasting anymore time; here comes my fantasy.I’m a married guy with a good wife. I love my wife. This story is about me and my saali ; & how I got a chance to enjoy with her.I’ve a saali ; her name is Ritika and she is around 28 years of age and unmarried.She is working in the same city and same office as my office. Though she lives with her friends and do visit us often and stays with us over weekends.Ritika is only a year younger to my wife. And Ritika is very fashionable and. I eased my way out of the stall as noiselessly as I could and crept over to the opening of the big shower room and peeked in. Jane was bent at the waist and there was Tom the head of the kitchen staff pushing in his dick from behind. u*********sly I grabbed my own dick and slowly began pumping. Again I was just about to cum when I heard Jane say, “what the fuck." Tom looked up and spotted me with my dick in my hand and I froze.Tom was a rough guy and most of the time I stayed clear of him. .. shower big enough for two.”“The place certainly is amenable to a romantic interlude,” he remarked. “I’ll go bring up the bags.”He rode the elevator to the lobby level and headed past the concierge. A middle-aged woman was seated at the desk and using the telephone.Jason unlocked his trunk and stacked Aja’s overnight case atop his large suitcase. He rolled them toward the building. “Welcome to the Spa Center,” the concierge said as he rolled the bags into the lobby. “Can I call a.