“Is this your Karen?” She asked, fretting, already and shaking nervously.Dan took the picture from her looking at it in the dim streetlight. It sh...wed Vicky and another woman wearing bikinis and hugging breast to breast. “Yes it sure looks like my Karen,” he said of the strong resemblance.“Her last name is Miller?” Vicky had to make sure.“Yes, it is!” Dan’s eyes widened at the revelation. He took out his wallet and handed Vicky a creased, dog-eared picture. “That’s my Laura and Karen with me,”. In next to notime we both had wonderful orgasms, me sending jets ofcome over my chest and stomach up to my chin; my wifeexploding noisily, sending a spray of come out over thecarpet in front of her, her hand a blur, wanking andrubbing, spraying out freely from her wide open cunt.After relaxing a short while, we went to lay on the bedfor a while, just gently touching each other, fallingasleep in each others’ arms.When we woke, it was time to shower and change, beforegoing out for the. “no. Not usually this late. Arpit (her husband) has gone to Hyderabad for some business. And I couldn’t sleep so I thought I’d get some fresh air and get some work done.”“you always seem to be working so hard”. I said.“yeah, I am a workaholic”. She said. She sounded sincere but her expression was of slight hesitation. As if she wanted to say more, but couldn’t.“you are amazing, “I said. And also very beautiful. I just don’t get why you”…. I trailed off. Annoyed. I wanted to ask why she was with. Valerie reached down with both hands and spread her pussy wide for him. He pushed his hips forward, inching his head into her. She took her hands away, allowing her protruding cunt lips to seal around the tip of his cock. With a loud moan, Greg pushed forward, sliding an inch of his meat into Valerie’s body. Valerie felt Greg’s cock entering her, and she thought she would burst. It was her fantasy come true. She tried to take in the whole scene, the sight of Greg kneeling between her legs, his.