The problem was, I was ready. My cock was aching, but I managed to keep my composure, "Did I tell you-you could stop? Slut!" I waited for a reaction f...om Pat. I had never called her anything like that before. Pat said nothing, she laid back and went to work on her pussy. Rubbing and fingering herself. I stood by the side of the table and released my cock. Pat tried to grab it, but I pulled away. I seized her chin between my thumb and fingers and leaned over until the tip of my nose nudged hers.. "Yes," he said, pushing himself away. "It has been." He made a show of looking her up and down. "You look... uh... you know... good."Her eyes flickered a little at this appraisal. She quickly recovered though. "And you look good too. Really good. You've put on some weight."He choked back on the urge to say, so have you. Instead, he said, "Yeah, and I got rid of the glasses too. Nothing like laser surgery, huh?"She laughed as if that was the funniest thing she'd ever heard."And look," he said,. "Okay if I join you? Or would you rather be left alone?" No, please, have a seat." She smiled at me, a quick lift of the corners of her mouth. I guess I looked as wrung out as I felt."I take it Annie had a good time last night?" She wasn't trying to put me on the spot, I could tell, but by the way she phrased that question, she was amused by the way I was dragging my ass. For a nineteen, almost twenty, year old kid, I was moving like an old man."You could say that." I said."I kind of got the. Then he began fucking her again, both panting and grunting as the bed bounced in time with their thrusts and Shikha’s head just barely missed hitting the bed as Rahim pounded her pussy hard and deep. He fucked her mercilessly in front of me and I felt excited and masturbated myself instead of getting angry by seeing my wife have sex with someone else in our own marital bed. He started using foul words like IMPOTENT, CUCKOLD etc to her about me. The tip of his Circumcised cock touched the head.