When arrived at Beca's house she was already drinking and said she wanted us to go with her to meet some friends. We got in the car and drove out to f...eld where we met up with two other women who were pretty also. We started drinking and they were talking, Lori and I were not sure what was going on. It was starting to get dark and some men walked up and started to talk. The men were older and flirty. Then one of the women knelt down on her knees and started to give a man a blow job. As she. A couple of rounds went by, and they resulted in mild kissing and fondling of breasts. But then I won, and my wife lost, and I knew what I wanted, and I was just drunk enough to go for it.She didn’t even blink when I stated that my wish was to see her go down on Jeff. He worked out constantly and was buff, and I knew from our shared fantasies that she had often thought of him in sexual ways. For myself, I had always held close a fantasy to see my wife suck another guy’s dick. She slid her. Tab sister dire se muje awaj dene lagi “Raj”… Raj…me chup chap sone laga muje laga shayad sister ko laga me jaaga hun aur book deka hun… isisliye me aanke band karke soneka acting karne laga…but yehan to sab kuch ulta hone laga, sister dire se apni hath mere lund par rakhdi, aur dire se short ke uper se hi touch karke dekrahi ti, ek dam shoft touch kar rahi ti mera lund to bas i cant explaine, mere to sharir me achanak kuch hone laga, me bilkul hila hi nehi me aise gi soya huwa ta, fir se. He was like a sweet silky hard freight train; in hard, out head, steady and relentless. My face was pressing hard into the pillow and his belly was whacking wet and sweaty into my ass. How he could keep this pace for so long I don’t know, but he wailed on me for what seemed like an hour before he suddenly stopped deep inside me. Silent. I could hear him panting, I could feel his cock throbbing. I tightened my ass around him. “No, don’t baby.” he blurted out. “I don’t want to cum yet.” I.