I told we never did anything like this before,( a total lie) but have always fantasized about it. We all walked into the living room with my wife guid...ng him in there by his cock. Once in there he sat on the couch and my wife knelt in between his legs and started to lick his cock and balls. I went into the bedroom to get some rubbers. When I returned he was playing with her tits as she was deep throating him and really getting into it. I stood her up and started to eat her pussy as she sucked. I slid a hand down the front of the tights and began rubbing her slit and kissing her neck. “I think its best if we just give her what she wants, tire her out in bed then she will feel better” I said pushing a finger into her. “besides she won’t stop until we do.”By now Ally had taken off the white shirt and pulled her own tank top off and the two of them stood kissing topless as I pulled Margo’s tights off and kept rubbing her ass as she kissed me while Ally took off her track pants.“okay”. He was waiting in the room. I knocked the door Sachin opened the door with a smile and he was amazed looking at me, I was wearing red saree with thin tie up blouse hairs left, the red lipstick I was really looking like a high-class prostitute. His boss (dark old man with dark lips and white mustaches) stood from his chair looking at me and applaud Sachin for such masterpiece.He also made his salary double and promoted him too. I came inside and his boss Mr. Mohan hugged me, I also hugged him as. She’s already wet, or maybe she’s still wet from last night, her slick heat so tender and delicate. He keeps his touch light, lifting the little hood on her clit and putting it between two fingertips, rubbing her most sensitive spot. Her hips roll, jaw slack with her heavy breathing.“Oh daddy,” she moans, loving his expert ministration. He rubs a little harder, using his thumb to slightly pinch her, and her hips buck. Mat rolls her clit between his fingers, plucking it gently, flicking it with.