She asked me to tag along to ... participate, but the other guys stopped being cool with that once they knew that I was her husband.I wasn’t sure wh...t exactly Jill had been drinking other than tequila. Given that the last sex that she and I had was on our wedding night itself, I wasn’t in the mood to put up with it. No sex, not even the hot, messy, steamy sex that we had that first night, which included anal, was worth being kicked or locked out of my own bedroom. The fact that it wasn’t our. After I was tied down, they started. One of them started playing with my balls and the other with my limp dick. One of them got up on the table and sat down on top of my face. I could smell her and I knew she was really wet. She was dripping all over my face and shoved her pussy right on top of my face and asked me to lick her till she came.It was becoming hard for me to breathe and I licked her like my life depended on it. My tongue was deep inside her and I moved it as fast and as hard as I. She didn't blame him for his inability to meet her needs- probably no one man could have.She and Robert had a good deal going with Nisli, and they had done well over the past few months. She smiled to herself at the ease with which they had made the arrangement that first week in Nisli's mansion, and she mentally went over the secret bank account they had been building up with commissions from Nisli. At first she had been deeply resentful of Robert for the life he had led her into, but her. She them became conscious that her knickers were damp, no wet, from being so aroused plus having her legs apart like this would have made her husband's juice leak out too. She felt her face flush and prayed it wasn't going to become too obvious. She stayed like this for what felt like ages and the only sound she could hear was her own breathing betraying her heightened state of arousal. No other sounds seem to enter her head and she felt dizzy from standing in this erotic pose. He then he got.