As soon as he lay down and I took his beautiful organ in my mouth, another gal got up and took off her panties and shoes and straddled him as she dipp...d her pussy to his mouth and began rubbing it all over his face. Her dress also covered everything so the audience watched me suck him and watched her facial expressions and movements as she moaned and whimpered in ecstacy. I was enjoying his cock and remembered to keep him horny but not let him cum just yet so I would back off every once in a. I pulled out my cock and kissed her wet mouth, tasted my pre-cum from her mouth. It was a tasty experience. Next my moth found the cherries on the inviting marvelous boobs. While I squeezed one breast, I sucked on the other one’s purple tit and aureole. She was mourning with pleasure. My hand moved on to the soft triangle. My fingers slowly separated the fat outer vertical lips and then the soft wet inner lips to feel the slippery flesh canal. After widening the hole with my forefinger for some. I struggle at taking him down my throat. I can only get about 5-6 inches of him, but I feel it stir and throb getting harder and soon it is rock hard. He then grabs Karen and turns her around and fucks her pussy. He slams his giant sausage all of the way in her. Her vagina stretches taking all of him. He begins pounding her and she is moaning and whimpering as he pounds her pale bubble cheeks. I can only sit by cowering watching another man take my wife’s pussy. It is so strange. I can’t. ..” “No. If you want to become a pilgrim, you need to come bearing gifts.” His face suddenly lifted that he had lasted this long. “My name is Ashvin.” “Ashvin, I don’t want to be a wife, I can’t make chapati, chicken korma or even a fucking pot noodle. As far as I know, the kitchen is somewhere where I store my white wine and dark chocolate...” Ashvin was still standing there like a door knocking Jehovah. It was time I gave him the infamous Roxy scowl. “Go and find a woman who wants to live.