I stroked her left cheek. ‘Do you want to tell me about it?’ I asked her. ‘I mean, only if you want to tell me about it. I am here to listen, al...ays. But you only have to tell me if you want to.’ She looked and I could see her mind working. Then she said ‘I guess I do want to tell you about it. You should know. I was driving home from a friend’s house, at about two in the morning. I, uh, I reached down to the floor to get a CD I wanted to listen to and when I looked up I saw a deer in the road. It was as if he was afraid her pussy was made of delicate china and he would break it. Slowly, he pumped his cock in and out of her bruised, aching cunt, churning their juices into a thick, frothy lather that slowly dripped out of her tight slit. Lying under him, feeling his magnificent penis impaling her time after time, Mala felt herself drifting away from reality and floating on a gigantic wave of hedonistic pleasure. Her whole being was centered entirely on her aching cunt where Mohit's. He took a condom kept near the bed’s head and rolled it on his cock. He made rita get her on all fours and placed in such a way that she was facing us. He got behind her and plunged his cock in her vagina. The sudden intrusion made rita jerked forward. Sushil holding her hips started banging her immediately. He was banging her hard. Rita was moaning loudly and her boobs were swinging back and forth. Sushil took both of rita’s boobs from underneath and started squeezing them. Rita was now under. "When I came home in the evening, it was, suffice to say, a very unusual conversation. I told Kristin that I was with Dianne that afternoon, that we made love, that I knew about Kristin's love affair with Dianne, that I am not angry or jealous, that I loved both of you, and that I would like all three of us to make love to one another. Kristin was quite taken aback by what I said, but she quickly recovered with a look of anticipation and desire that I have never seen in her before. Kristin then.