Our argument had grown in volume until everyone in the office could hear us, or at least hear her."I'm talking about Sasha Obama," she sneered. "You t...eat me like some kind of slave. I'm only there to have your babies and take care of the house. Am I supposed to be your live-in sex slave and maid? I deserve to have a life, Evan. Fuck you, I want a divorce!"That was her trump card. Whenever we were really angry, she always threatened me with a divorce. The problem was that I loved her fat ass. I. I had to laugh at myself for a minute, my mom was fucking her little sister right next to me while I fucked my little sister, who else can say that? I watched her tits bounce as she sped up a little fucking Aunt Lisa, who was now pushing back against her. I watched as Rita arched her back and turned her head to the side to look at me, and pushed her hands deep into the mattress so she could fuck me harder.“Oh fuck yes Randy, fuck me harder! Pull my hair, pull my fucking hair!”I grabbed her hair. Deal?”Again the trio exchanged glances.“Deal,” Katelyn said. “Now, I hear you three have plans for Spring Break.”“Oh, shit!” Phil said. “I meant to ask you the other day if you wanted to join us. We started playing...”“Around,” Katelyn cut in, glancing at Tiffany. She would throw a fit if she knew Phil had helped Katelyn on her trek. “Yeah, I know. As soon as I took off your pants you were gone for good. I have that effect on guys.”“Excuse me?” Hailey asked.“Oh, you know how it is,” Katelyn. Velamma felt maybe since this was the first time she was doing it blindfold, her eyes were playing tricks on her.She stroked it a few times and then placed it between her breasts, letting him titfuck her.Shreya, who could not control anymore, sat on the couch and stripped her blouse. She moved her hand inside her panties as she dropped her bra too. Shreya was touching herself, watching her husband devour her best friend.Brock pushed Velamma to the floor and grabbed her ass while in the doggy.