As they walked through the curtain to the love lounge, a woman and two men were putting their clothes back on after giving a group of a dozen people a...good show. The two sat on a couch to watch what would happen next but nobody else seemed in the mood to show off. The Siren figured it was time to give everyone something to see. She took off her dress and straddled her man so that he could feel the vibration of the device pressed tightly against her dripping pussy. Her almost bare ass bounced on. Looking down directly in front of me, I watched my cock slip in and out of her warm, tight hole. My eyes became fixated on her asshole as it moved and stretched when I sawed my cock in her pussy. Wetting my thumb, I rubbed it on her asshole and felt my step mom begin to buck her hips. She gagged on the black guy’s cock as her pussy came in waves. I felt a flood of her juices on my cock and I knew she was getting off. She dropped the cock out of her mouth as it began spurting and leaned back. It’s just that. Something happened.Priya: What’s wrong?Me: Don’t be mad.Priya: Yeah?Me: Yesterday when I was doing it. You kind of came into my mind. I’m sorry. Please forgive me.Priya: What?Me: I masturbated thinking about you.Priya: Really?Me: I’m so sorry Priya.Priya: No. it’s okay.I knew that it created a spark in Priya’s mind.After a few hours :Priya: Um. Varun, can I ask you something?Me: Of course.Priya: What did you picture me doing?Me: Come on Priya. Don’t ask questions you don’t wanna. The poor kid was going through just as much if not more than I was. It was actually Don, from the office, that pointed out the fact that I was looking a little rough. I was unshaven, and my clothes were a little wrinkled. He first made a comment on the condition of my truck. I was a tinkerer, and although my pickup was a few years old, I had always kept it extremely clean, and in good shape. It was true, it hadn't been washed in weeks, and the inside was full of trash, and was dusty. "Why don't.