Ashok had released his juices into Shoba’s mouth, and she loved it. She knew as Ashok’s creative juices flowed through her tongue, Ashok would get...his stimulation to write more stories.Bharat was actually proud of Ashok. From a wimpy employee to a man who gets sucked by a colleague, Ashok had grown. Bharat invited Ashok to a dinner party at his house. He wanted Ashok and his wife Savita to mingle with more employees from the office.Ashok knew this party might land him a promotion. He wanted. .then to her back.I had my back to her when I felt her arm go around me. She just laid her arm across my shoulder. I also felt the points of her erect nipple poking my back. From the sound of her breathing, I thought that maybe, she had finally fallen asleep.I slowly rolled onto my back. I was careful not to move to fast. I did not want her to move her arm. As I rolled over, I moved up just enough so that her hand was resting on my breast.I knew this was stupid. But it had been a long time. His smooth brown face and red mouth became your food. You pushed and pulled seeking his cock. Watching this erotic dance, I too became aroused. Removing my trousers, I joined you in the bed, stroking your back and reaching for your breasts from behind. Hamid grunted as he thrust himself against you. I reached down and felt the pulsing course of cock and cunt. The place between your thighs was slick with the mingling of two fucking bodies. I stroked his cock as I stroked your cunt. My fingers. Showing no self-consciousness about her lack of attire, Audrey asked me, "Did you give my mom a good hard fucking? God knows she needed one. She hasn't been with a man, that I know of, since daddy left three years ago."I looked into Audrey's eyes then allowed my gaze to slide down her body, drinking in her youthful beauty. I decided then and there to be straight up with her. "Most definitely." I smiled. Audrey squealed in delight and leapt to embrace me, wrapping her arms around my neck."Oh God.