They would go out with Amrita dressed to thrill and she would flash her body in front of men. Though not of course in their own neighborhood! And that...is why they were in a downtown area of low repute. It was much less daunting, they reasoned, and she would be less self conscious, that if she wanted to dress sluttish or very daring it was best in a place where it was almost expected – a place where such women fit in easily.Though this middle class and sedate couple’s idea of a “rough joint” was. When something came up, he wasn’t willing to give up, he was obstinate. But, in ten years, would he still love her enough to give everything up? If they’d made a bunch of compromises, then she would expect him to keep to the compromises. At that point, Mom opened the door.“Marilyn, why are you sulking up here?”“Why didn’t you knock and wait for the response. It’s Christmas. What if I were wrapping your present?”“You have all the family presents under the tree. You never give more than one. I straightened my arms, supporting myself as I fucked like a machine. Knowing Shane was right there beside us, watching us, made me even harder, if that was possible. "Oh, shit, you feel good," I breathed. "Fuck her, dude," Shane said, practically in my ear. "Fuck that hot pussy. Make her cum." I was trying. I was staring at her face as I fucked...her eyes were looking from me to Shane and her mouth was contorted by moans of pleasure. "I'm getting there," she said, "Please don't stop! . “So, what do you prefer? Legs, breasts, rump?”For answer I pulled her breasts to my mouth and suckled at her nipples. I felt her chuckle in her chest as she stroked me faster. I reached up to feel her sticky wet flower open to me as she began circling on my fingers, and she retrieved a tube from somewhere and began slicking me up. She used my hand vigorously as I sucked on her breasts, and her climax was fast and hard. She lifted off me and stroked my cock with lube between her breasts until.