, after about 30 minutes my neighbor was banging on my door , wanting to enter , it seemed his ac unit just quit working and was wondering if he could...cool off , with me , i told him i only had the one in my bedroom , he didnt seem to mind , so i said sure.WE went upstairs to cool off , now for the longest time i often seen him without his shirt on and his rock style abs always had me hard for him , ive been with guys and gals , but always enjoy the feel of a cock in my mouth and hand, besides. Fuck my cunt! Yes. Don’t stop. Oh God. Fuck me. Fuck me.” Her pleasure continued, as Sarah experienced a second orgasm. Saliva dribbled from the corner of her open mouth, pussy juice ran down the inside of her thighs to the bed; and tears ran from the corners of her eyes down her cheeks. “Oh God. Oh God.” she blurted out between gasps for air. “Please don’t stop!” I had to slow down or I was going to cum. It’s not that I didn’t want to cum. I did. But when Sarah and I cum at the same time, or. Both men were in bed waiting for me when I got there. I got in between them and was immediately enveloped in their masculinity. I spooned Rajeev as Deepak spooned me. His hard cock was nestled between my ass cheeks and Rajeev's cock was hardening in my hand as I massaged it. My own cock was hardening and poking into Rajeev's ass. We stayed that way for a few minutes just dry humping each other. I slipped under the covers and started to suck on Deepak's cock and much to my surprise Rajeev. I never talked about family with him. He, in contrast, bragged about his, especially the kids. From what he said his wife was a good mother but a messy housekeeper and a lousy cook who thought the grocery food aisles were frozen, canned, dairy and cereal. She never cooked from scratch. His requests for Italian food were met with microwaved, frozen ravioli and boiled spaghetti with canned sauce.His expensive clothes weren’t poorly ironed, they weren’t ironed and he looked scruffy unless he had.