And that is how the rest of the trip went. Four or five times a day this k** would want to blow a load either inside my cunt or mouth. I was not sure ...ow much cum my cunt could drink up. I also taught my son how to get me off and he learned quickly. Then when we returned home, it did stop. My son would wait for my husband to go to work then he would mount me and fuck me. Even when my cunt was full of my husbands sperm my son would fuck me anyway. And I could not tell either my husband or son no. Now I understood why Viji-Soma removed bra first and then offered to unfasten Priya’s bra. It’s just to show respect to bigger size “the boss”. Priya’s bra size is 36 and both of them are 34. I admired their culture!I knew the sizes of them from my wife earlier in casual talk.As they turned towards us, all the nice melons tumbled into view; blue veins running here and there just under the milky skin. Priya was having biggest nipples already erect and puckered. There they were my wife’s tits. I. Jack and Ron were very happy as they were flush with cash and I guess Jane and I were pretty happy having been fucked and pumped full of cum. The first group of guys caught up with us and asked if we could stop by their condo for round two, they had more cash and some friends that would like some pussy. Ron and Jack said okay and when we got to the condo with the four men there was four other men waiting for us. Jane and I dropped our clothes and the men paid our husbands and started to fuck us. ” Ben said tapping his desk for emphasis.“Thank you. That helps a lot. I was expecting myself to be like you and Tom and John. I was sweating because I’m nowhere close.”“The biggest difference is experience and that takes time. You’ll be fine. Have you figured out who’s marrying who? The clock’s ticking.”Kevin’s exasperation was obvious. “You’re telling me. It feels like one of those I lose either way deals. If I piss Meghan off, she might cut off my Greasy Taters.”“WHAT!”Kevin chuckled then.