Shikha: you bitch! I am not scared.Anjali to me: honey, fuck this slut here only. Tear her dress and fuck her now.We came off the road for not being n...ticed. In the meantime, Shikha came on her knee and started to unbutton my jeans and she removed my jeans and boxer in a jiffy. She then took my dick in her hand and started to move her hands all over my dick. She soon took it in her mouth and started the blowjob. I inserted my middle finger inside Anjali’s vagina and soon started finger fuck her. I quickly held up my hand to stop her from shooting him, since he seemed to be frozen and helpless, and just then he began to tremble as if having a seizure. He fell down, but was instantly back up, a terrified, unintelligible scream coming from his mouth as he turned to run, crashed into the dresser, went down again and again sprang to his feet.He hit the doorframe as he tried to escape and went down again, but was up immediately, running down the hall, his screams reverberating. The next. Why me?" I was still wondering."A woman, particularly THIS woman, does things to make a man feel what you did when you looked at me. I know many men feel I'm unapproachable, and my husband knows he already has me. But, I miss the thunder, the wantonness, the passion of being taken, and fulfilled. Your leer told everyone who saw you, especially my pushy sister-in-law, that you already had me a hundred times. Now, take me!" She said forcefully.My mind's eye quickly went back to the moment I saw. She sat down on the king size bed and opened the drawer in her nightstand. In it lay a vibrator about six inches long and white. It was a stick that vibrated but it did its job. Sam had bought it for her as a little joke, saying that she should use it when he wasn’t around. What he didn’t know was that she used it much more often, she had even taken it to work once, and that had cost her the job. She had been in the bathroom sitting on the toilet seat with the vibrator deep inside her pussy.