He didn't object, he just went with it. So did she.I reached down for his balls. He pulled away a little until I said, "you know, you don't have to be...a faggot to like pleasure. You don't even have to be bi. All you have to do is enjoy getting off." I squirted some extra lube on my hand as I massaged it in, pretending to stroke him, getting us both all sloppy. I inadvertently allowed some to splash on his ass and asshole as I kept my hands on his cock and balls.My wife was going crazy with his. I had thought the wife was safely passed out in the four poster bed upstairs, but then I spied her watching us doing it doggie style from the doorway of the family room. She was wearing only her bra and her panties because that is what we left on her when we had undressed her in her semi-conscious state of mind after the party.I remembered her panties looked a little damp in the crotch and I wondered if she had been fooling around with one of the guys at the party. Of course, even if she was. .."He gently turned her chair and then knelt in front of her, taking her right hand in his left. "I am here tonight to right a great wrong that was done over fifteen years ago." He reached into his pocket and pulled something out."Jessica Mayberry, I love you. I want to spend the rest of our lives together. Marry me?"Oh, my god, did he just ask me to marry him? The world dipped and spun. Not now, please, she thought as she tried to will the dizziness away... "I, I don't know what to say, Don.". Sameer kept fucking her in that same position, nonstop, for 25 -30 minutes. Then, Sameer stopped and stood up. His breath was running fast. He sat on the other end of the sofa to have a little rest.Nisha also looked tired and laid on the sofa. Her breaths were running heavily. Her boobs were rapidly rising and falling up and down. I came closer to her and kissed her cheeks.I said – How was it jaan?She replied – Oh, jaanu. I can’t tell you in words. He took me to heaven. It was heaven, jaanu. It.