I was feeling nervous about being left out.I have to realise that about being left out was up to me.It is my house that we will doing to in, and it is...my wife that both Abhay and I will be fucking.It is up to me not to be left out, instead, all three of us need to work together, to ensure the comfort of all of us.Evening came when Abhay was to came over.Payal was wearing shorts that showed of her leg,tan legs and tank top.I was wearing jeans and t-shirt.Abhay came and we invited him in.Three of. He then pulled himself out so his tip rested against her moist lips. I could see his cock glistening with my wife’s juices as he thrust inside her again. Slowly at first and then began a quicker rhythm with his long thrusts. She was moaning and squealing with each thrust and I felt her body shake with another orgasm. This continued for what seemed like forever. I was becoming more and more aroused as I watched him fuck my wife. She struggled to breathe and panted between each moan and squeal to. Ahhhhhhhhh, yes, Carmen, you fucking hottie -- wearing not only the sexy demi-bras but picking the kind that have that single clasp in front that opens and frees the cups of the bra.I'd finally had all I could take without acting -- I stood and went over to where Carmen sat at her desk. We were totally alone -- and even though I knew Carmen was married, and had two kids, I could see that she was one very sexy, hot woman. I took a chance and decided to "press to test" as they say and see what I. Joe was 40 and seemed cool. When we ran out he offered to smuggle more from the bar car which he did 2 at a time. during one trip i pulled out my penthouse magazine. joe snickered saying he used to whack off to playboy when he was my age..and how far the closeups go nowadays (1975).He left, returning with a bag containing a couple of hustlers....'i gotta do some work .....good nite'...then he winked. i was loaded but continued drinking and tore into the bag enthusiastically. Hustlers gave pussy.