By the time my mother in law had taken his cock out, which was responding eagerly to her youngest daughter’s sexy charm.My wife got up and slowly re...oved her saree fully, underskirt and also her white panties. Her pussy, my dear wife’s pussy, was there between her soft thighs presented before her father for inspection. Her smooth soft breasts challenged her father, pointing it’s sharp nipples to his thirsty eyes.“He made you, your boobs and your cunt also. Let him have it now.” I asked my wife,. My nose was touching her belly and with small trusts she was fucking my throat.I focused on my breathing while tears popped in my eyes and she told me “gag on my cock bitch”. She didn’t spoke allot of English, but the name calling was super hot and humiliating, exactly what I like.Then I had to squat on the bed and here she fell a bit out of her dominant role, but I didn’t complain at all. She started to lick my little boipussy, licking it, spitting on it, fucking it with her tongue. My limp. I couldn’t stop thinking about John’s black dick and how hard he already made me cum. It drove me insane knowing that the biggest dick I’ve ever seen was three feet away and there was nothing I could do about it. John must be as bored since he was playing with his phone. A minute later I heard my phone's text alert from upstairs. “Be right back,” I said, as I jumped up from the couch. “Do you really need to get that?” my husband asked, giving me attitude. “Fine, I’ll leave it,” I said. Be home before dark. And it was signed with a big ‘B.’ as Billy always signed his notes. So the little shit had gotten up even earlier than Mom did and was out of the house before she woke. He was probably planning on telling her what I’d done to him over diner. I was just sure the little shit was getting-off on knowing I’d be seething with paranoia all day, just waiting for the axe to fall. Well the axe never did fall. I took-off with a buddy of mine late in the afternoon, and when I got home,.