..uh," I grunted."Did mommy find your g-spot, baby?" I bent over more and scooted back,resting on my elbows against the wall. A long trail of pre-cu... began todrip from the tip of my cock. I was going wild. I began to squirm inmy wife's hands: thrusting my cock into her fist and then grinding backagainst the thumb up my ass."Look at you, you dirty slut, you can't get enough can you? Do you likebeing milked? You should be ashamed of yourself. What would your co-workers think if they could. I was able to get far enough down the stairs to catch a glimpse of my wife cuddled up next to Reggie on the couch. A blanket was stretched over them, but it was obvious Reggie was hard and my wife had her hand wrapped around his dick.“Hey Hun, what are you still doing up?” she asked with her hand still around Reggie’s dick.“I could hear you talking from upstairs. I know the two of you are fooling around down here,” I said.“Hun, nothing is going on, just go back to sleep," my wife replied, as. Then I’ll stop and tongue your dick. I’ll lick, suck and swallow your cum.”Jim was surprised and amazed. His mind was racing.Regina leaned toward him and whispered, “Should we go to your room?”Jim said, “It will take me ten minutes to gather my brochures, company information and finish here for the evening. I’m in room 310.”Regina gave his dick a slow, full-length rub and said, “I’ll be there.”Fifteen minutes later Regina knocked on the door of room 310.When Jim opened the door, Regina lifted. Young mangoes were being dislodged by the vigorous shaking of branches and the fruit were landing on the bed of leaves below with thumps.The wild couple tried to slow down their tempo and bring some rhythm to try save the mangoes, and more importantly, to avoid attracting attention. But the sexual chemistry was too violent to tame.And soon they had attention."Who is that stealing our mangoes?" called out Hari Singh's wife.Both of them froze. Binita let go of the branches and put her arms around.