She was squeezing my balls while I was shooting. She took every drop of my cum in her mouth and swallowed it.I was spent. My wife said, ‘Now I am ho.... How do you satisfy me.’ Instead of me, Smita answered, ‘Don’t worry, sis. I will take you to heaven. Let us lick each other, in 69 position.’ She turned to me and said, ‘Jiju, hope you don’t mind’. I laughed aloud and told that I would rather enjoy their act. Now Smita laid on bed and took my wife on her top. They spread their legs, to open their. I didn’t know you had so much urge to screw my body.Me: more is yet to come.She: what am I am really Ananya chatting with you.Me: I was taken back. I was shocked for a while. Calmed myself and said, you are joking right.She: first tell me.Me: If you are really Ananya, I have already told what I feel about you. You didn’t get angry or avoid me till now. So I will go on and tell what I feel.I immediately got a video call in WhatsApp. I answered it and saw it was Ananya herself. She feeling shy. The noise was clear evidence that there was a riot going on in my place; well, we did have two kids in the mix. I was actually having a good time, everyone was. I had taken my drink out on the front porch, well, what passed as a front porch; it was actually a four-foot wide walkway with a railing one could lean against comfortably. I was joined by the other two males in residence.“Nice day,” said James. I nodded and smiled; I was feeling mellow.“Yes, yes it is,” I said.“So, David, how are. He penetrated her a bit deeper, his cock sliding inside an inch past the head. He enjoyed teasing her, feeding her desire. She squeezed him, trying to draw him in deeper, to satisfy her hunger to be filled. He held her hips firmly, her body stretched from the headboard, satisfaction just out of her reach. Slowly pulling away, he let his cock slip from inside her, pausing once again with just the head poised at her opening. She whimpered, her body pleading to be filled. He slid his hands beneath.