I… I stammered. Dont bother. Im not upset. I want in. was all he said. What do you mean you want in!? I asked, half confused, half interested. I fi...dled with my shirt and found the microphone and snapped it in half and threw it at the floor. I mean I want into this. You two were about to fuck. My mom dropped me off just now and Im here to stay for the night. Its Friday so Im staying over. John said. I was partially mad he invited himself into this but I didnt want to ruin everything. Let me. The warmth, the wetness, the ultimate gift. I lower my pussy to your dick, grabbing it and gliding it into my soft wet hole. Oh fuck, words alone can not describe this feeling. I start to rock on that hard cock. Pushing forward with my whole body, it’s almost like ballet. Each movement with defined, not seeming whole without another movement. I continue to rock, slow – fast, then slow again. I lift up, not enough to pull you out just enough to pound down on you. And again, uhhh, ohh yes, fuck. To woh bole ki agar tum mujhse naraj hoti to mere aankh marne pe dubara meri taraf na dekhti.To maine kaha ki aisi koi baat nahi hai agar apne tang kiya to main didi ko bata dungi. Woh bole ki are na baba na ye gajab mat karna. Main kuch nahi kahunga tumhe. Main ye samajh gayi thi ki jiju ko agar main halka sa ishara bhi de doon to woh mujhe pel denge jab bhi unhe mauka lag gaya.Ab meri fudi bhi lund chahti thi ab mera bhi man tha ki kisi lund ka swad chakhloon. Khair jiju chale gaye dudh. I went to the bottom of the stairs and my wife was stood at the top naked. She saw me and told me to stay downstairs. She came down to me and told me that John was shy, and even though he knew I wanted to watch he wasn’t ready for that so we needed to take it slowly. I turned the TV volume right down and I could hear what was going on upstairs. She was giving him a bath and then the floor boards creaked as they walked into our bedroom. About 10 minutes later I heard the bed squeaking and I.