We would talk about her k**s, grandk**s and he non-existent sex life. Well being married and my wife and I had an open relationship. I volunteered t... come over and have some fun with her.At first she declined, said she liked me a lot and enjoyed our friendship. She would joke around with me and always teased me by asking if I was happy to see her because she accused me of having a bulge in my pants. My response was always you know want it! Well one day she replied with, how about coming. We tell each other everything, daddykins," she stated.Once more that familiar thought ran through my head, 'I have a feeling I might live to regret this' as I planted my face in the pillow.She tried to comfort me, rubbing my back and kissing me as I lay face down, "Don't worry daddykins, she won't tell anyone."All I could say was, "Okay, I hope not."The whole day had been strange, wondrous but very strange. I used to cuddle after sex but I was too busy thinking of all the bad things that might. Aaaahahaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaha maza hi maza tha .me use kiss kar rha tha .ab mene apne hath uski kefri me dala usne chadi bhi nhi per rakhi thi . mene kaha aaj to tum fulll tayari me thi . usne kaha kya karu bhai bf dekh dekh kar thak gai hu ba kisi ka sahara to lena hi tha or aap mil gye . . ab mene use soofe pe bitha diya or uski kefri utar feki ab wo or me dono nange the the .me uski chut par jibh lagai or use chatne laga . or simmi josh me aa rhi thi . or me. You start stroking my balls with your fingertips but the doorbell goes so you go to answer it.Amber is standing there wearing a tight little dress and says she wants my cock so much she doesn’t care if she has to share it with you. You grab her hand and pull her into the living room.You kneel on the floor either side of my legs and together pull my shorts down. Amber wraps her fingers around my thick cock and with the other hand grabs your head and pushes your mouth to my balls.You swirl your.