..”“Women have healthy children into their forties,” he replied.“Let’s stick with thirty-nine. By then, you’ll be fifty and by the time he...��s out of high school -- you’re at retirement age.”“Haven’t you heard? Sixty is the new fifty. Besides, I always wanted a little girl. I think having a daughter would keep me young.”“Little girls aren’t trouble-free. I know, because I was one.”“Well,” he replied. “We don’t have to come to an agreement now...”“That’s a relief.”“ ... but I don’t want to close. You ask me to help you make more drinks. I follow you to the kitchen leaving him to watch the game. You tell me to flirt back and let's see if we can get him to have a threesome with us. I agree and give you a flirty grin and walk back into the room. I sit right next to him on the couch and begin my flirting. I start making threesome jokes and tell him it is on my fantasy list. He jokes back that it is on his list too.You come in and sit next to me so I am on the couch between the two of. The third person, a woman, took the seat just across from me. I caught her face in profile, long, dark hair, fringe cut straight, slim face, full lips. She reminded me of Jemima Rooper, an actress I'd seen in some film or television series. Striking features. She wore a grey jumper, tight across her chest. I tried not to stare, but she looked up, our eyes met. I smiled, then went back to my colleagues. I got caught up in the chatter, lost in the moment. I got that prickly feeling on the back. I put my dick inside of his asshole and start fucking him.Pankaj’s asshole was red in color. His black ass was shining because of all sweat and Abbu’s cum. His wide-open asshole was begging me to get fucked but his asshole was too much spread because of Abbu’s fucking. I can’t even reach the depth of his asshole it was too wide open.While fucking, I notice mom and Abbu are not present in the room and left me with Pankaj. I hold his hair and start fucking him harder. He was moaning very loudly.