I was alternating between front and backdoor to highten her pleasure.finally we both collapsed with orgasm. Sunday morning we had surprise waiting for...us as we had guests.chidanand and suryakant,my dads younger brothers and my mamas.they were very close to me.they were involved in supermarket buisness.they were making a fine living,suryakant had come with his daughter pallavi.she was sixteen years old and she was very mild sort of girl.but there arrival made me smell a rat.that evening i joined. My voice lowered to a feminine, husky purr. "Lover.." His breathing paused for a moment as he lowered the knife, tracing it gently down my side, allowing me to absorb the way it whispered down my flesh before I heard a metallic clink outside the shower, where he threw the weapon, and let the silk boxers move down upon his waist.A low growl came from his throat, and from his hips, a single thrust into me. The intense pleasure blinded me momentarily, but didn't keep me from rythmitically. In our particular situation, it never caused a problem because frankly, neither of us ever found anyone more attractive and interesting than each other. Still, we each had our fantasies, and from time to time, would use them to enhance an evening’s sexual pleasures by simply talking about them.For example, my wife would set the bedroom up with candles and scents, lead me blindfolded to the bed, and would begin to massage me with oils until I was good and aroused, then as she slowly masturbated. The tall guy lingered for quite a while, smiling at me and denying the need for any help. He moved away from souvenirs and focused instead on some highly philosophical books, which was disappointing, since it was the farthest he could get from my counter. Maybe he didn’t like me. The thought was a bit depressing. Then at 9 I saw Daniel had started his shift, and I was excited again. God, he looked nice! I loved his dirty blond hair and hazel eyes, and the shirt he was wearing today really.