Ye dekhkar amit mujhe bola teri behan ko dekh kaise teeno ke lund khade ho rahe hai, phir main sabko chodne ke liye bahr chala gaya, jab hum chal rahe...the tab amit bola dekh pat teeno kaise teri behan ko ghur ghur delkh rahe the, mai bola saalo kya meri behan ko ghur ghur ke dekh rahe ho, tab usman bola maaf karna yaar lekin teri behan dikh hi rahi mast maal kya kare humari ankhen hi nahi haati usse,rahid bola aare yaar humre kothe ki randiya toh teri behan ke samne kuch bhi nahi, saali ekdum. But (as she told me later) she was overwhelmed by sensations she had never before experienced. He tried to tongue kiss her, but she turned her face away.. This black cop seemed a little agitated by her refusal. As he pumped her pussy with his powerful cock she moaned with every thrust. There I was, sitting on the side of the bed, playing with my little dick and watching my wife be sexually abused before my very eyes. No more fantasies... and there was no turning back.Casey suddenly froze; her. Standing tall at six foot five inches in her boots, she had chosencorrectly because she towered over the five foot eight inch man dressedas a woman who had just entered the room. Upon seeing her standingthere, the look on his face was worth more than the gold stored in FortKnox. She stood there staring down at Leslie Adam Monroe, her husband ofsix years, dressed in an expensive Diane Designs high necked, bareshouldered little black dress, stockings, and two inch leather sandals.In his right. .and big...and proud...and ready!"Each phrase punctuated by a another slurp, each slurp taking him deeper until at the end her lips were round the base amongst my pubic hair, the tip touching the back of her throat. I marvelled at that. Few had ever been able to do it to me but now she had easily, and was obviously basking in the pleasure of the moment as I caressed her hair - moving with her as her head bobbed to the act of homage she was performing.Reluctantly I stopped what she was doing;.