Jadzia shrieked at the contact. Her hands beat against the cushions, sending pillows flying. "Do it!" she cried. "Yes, Kira, fuck me with your tongue!...Fuck me with your fingers! Do it like a man would. I like it rough!"Jadzia's legs closed around Kira's head and her hands pressed down on her friend's cropped hair. Still Kira's fingers kept up their rhythm and her tongue slipped back and forth on the sensitive clit.Then, with a loud moan, Jadzia began to shiver violently. Kira slipped her. "Are you sure?" Connie carefully confirmed. "Because you can't un-see something, once I show you" she added with a wink. As she said these all-to-true words, she guided my wife away from her recently fucked pussy and stood to unbuckle my wrists from the restraints that kept me secured to the headboard. My wife was now gazing at my cum covered cock and literally licking her lips. "We wont be needing these" Connie proclaimed, as she freed my aching wrists, "Will we?"All I could do was nod. Connie. We had joined the institute at the same time and it was only natural for two transplants from Europe to stick together checking out garage sales to equip our modest households and bitching about the seemingly strange habits of our American colleagues.Later when we became better integrated in our respective workplaces this relationship dwindled away and when I returned to my native Austria to take up a senior position I barely said good bye to her. But here she was again. She told me she had. “No, no no... please don’t tell him Rajesh. This is of so long ago and..please please I’m begging you. Don’t tell it to anyone. I have a new identity now, everybody loves me and respects me here. I don’t want to lose all of that.”“Okay. I can do that. But what will I get in return Reshma?”Reshma looked at him, “Tell me how much money you want, I’ll pay you double of that.”Rajesh laughed on hearing this. “You see Reshma, I am a prosperous businessman. My business is going pretty well. I’ve.